Chapter 693

Connor strode over with determined steps.

"Diana, what on earth are you doing?" His voice was as cold and stern as a winter night. Diana had heard him approaching long before he spoke.

She didn't bother turning around. Her eyes were glued to the horizon.

"Uncle Connor, isn't it beautiful up here?" she asked, almost dreamily.

"Do you think if I jumped from here, I'd turn into a butterfly with wings?"

"Diana, get down from there," Connor's voice sliced through the air, both firm and frigid.

But Diana remained still.

"Uncle Connor, do you have any idea what these last two months have been like for me? It's as if twenty years have passed. I've been in so much pain, and I can't help but hate you all."

Connor stood silent for a moment. "Everyone has to take responsibility for their actions. I'm deeply sorry for your loss, but that's not on me."

"How can you say that? If I hadn't seen your marriage certificate, none of this would have happened."

everyone should cater to your feelings? You honestly

was a canvas of anger, her eyes blazing like a

not care about me at

I didn't care, I wouldn't be here," Connor replied, his voice deep and frosty. "But Diana, if you don't value your own life, how can

stared at him, unable to

disbelief-everything surged

it was like she didn't matter anymore. Maybe he'd always seen

welled up, threatening to

tell you that threatening me with your life won't

going to jump, do it now. I'll handle what comes

her. Tears streamed down her

she wheeled herself away from the

grabbed his sleeve, her expression

tugged at the heartstrings. "Uncle Connor, please don't

and every day feels worse than death, but I've

I

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I love you so

his arm back and

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