His father had harmed her parents.

And now, she was forced to continue pretending to be blind and ignorant. She had to keep recognizing that bastard as her father.

“The Channings shouldn’t hurt people like this.”

Oliver found Fanny’s words somewhat amusing, “Didn’t you also do the same to me?”

The image of blood flowing from Fanny beneath him resurfaced in his mind.

That blood.

It was his child.

His flesh and blood…

The happy family life he once hoped to create with Fanny…

It was all gone now.

All gone!

The only thing lingering in Oliver’s heart is hatred.

He hated Fanny.

He hated her for causing the death of their child. He hated her revenge. He also hated himself. He hated his father for taking Fanny in after causing the accident that killed her parents.

Vroom!

suddenly

caught off guard. She lurched forward from the car’s momentum,

Thud!

in pain. Her brows were furrowed

stop the car. He wouldn’t immediately ask if she’s in pain or would he comfort her

habit from his time as

comforting gestures, he cared

Oliver would be overly concerned, pulling her to check this

But now…

had

rain hitting the car window couldn’t drown out the

pale

doesn’t ask a

solely

“We’re here.”

Oliver woke Fanny up. She had curled up in the

word,

stomach started

only one who thought about the pain;

a dilation and curettage procedure, or else, you

carried a chilling undertone that Fanny

“Oliver…”

burning up by now. She

saying this?” She grabbed his arm, incredulously asking, “You…still

gaze devoid of

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