Chapter 875

Claire defiantly declared, "Don't you dare let go!"

There wasn't a hint of fear on her face; instead, it radiated with a spark of excitement. "Connor, you can't run away. Go ahead, kill me if you have the guts. But if you do, you're signing up for a lifetime in your own personal hell, never knowing a moment's peace."

Connor's voice was steady and calm. "And what about ending your own son's life with your own hands?"

His words dripped with sarcasm. "You've always been so clear-headed. For me, you'd rather bear the torment of such a sin, dear mother. What did I do to deserve such a weighty love?"

"Don't call me 'mother'!" Claire shivered at the word.

To her, "mother" was a venomous curse, an indelible stain of shame. Every time Connor said it, it felt like a thousand arrows striking her heart.

This child shared her blood, a fact she couldn't forgive herself for. She was determined to destroy it, to personally tear apart

arguments. The sharp blade pressed closer against Claire's neck, drawing a thin line of blood that trickled down the

He rushed to Chloe's side, emotions swirling inside him. As he untied the ropes from her wrists, he cringed at the sight of her raw, bloodied skin,

Connor. Meanwhile, Connor, still holding Claire hostage, edged towards the door and

Barrett's eyes were fixed

smirked, "You're not getting out

watch. I've been setting traps here for twenty years. I know every inch of this place. Whether you hide behind a tree or

you'll never escape my

by the grim situation. "You've always been clever.

cold and steady. "I don't need to escape alone because

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