Chapter 964

“If it weren’t for your grandpa, you wouldn’t care if I lived or died, would you?” she said, her voice hoarse with emotion.

Domenic slowly turned to face Carole, his gaze icy and indifferent, cutting through her heart like a dagger.

“Yes,” he admitted bluntly.

That single word shattered Carole’s hope completely.

Her eyes blazed a furious shade of red as she stared unblinkingly at Domenic.

“Domenic, don’t forget that I saved your life.

I pulled you out of that cold, damp cellar.

I sacrificed everything to rescue you, and I still bear the scar!”

Carole shouted, extending her hand.

A deep scar traversed her palm, a stark and haunting sight.

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Domenic’s brow knit tightly, a glimmer of astonishment thawing the frost in his usually icy eyes.

attempts to hoist you up, yet my efforts were futile, for you were but a boy and

found a sturdy stick and tethered myself to a pillar

shared history, bears witness to the lengths I went to, though I kept silent, sparing you from

tears cascaded down her

suppress her sobs, her

recall the

she had clenched her right hand tightly afterward, though he hadn’t given it much thought

of a scar on the palm

that’s why fate dealt me such a harsh hand-why my parents perished, why I’ve endured ridicule and scorn,

of this

emotion as he beheld the scar Carole had carried for

“I’m utterly exhausted.

her scared hand and huddling behind her, Carole lifted her eyes wearily,

hold any concern for me,

You may depart now.

allow me

bears my lifeless

is my fate, bearing no weight upon

Carole pivoted to

and he trailed

Carole couldn’t

on your way out?

a glance her way before making his

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