Chapter 361



"I'm sorry..." My voice broke the silence after what felt like ages. "Believe it or not, I never intended to hurt Dexter."

I looked up at Hailey. "You know what Caleb is going through. When he loses it, he sometimes hurts himself, even talks about ending it all. I can't just abandon him, and divorcing him isn't an option for me. And..." I took a deep breath, my gaze fixed on Hailey as I finally let out the thoughts that had been suffocating me. "Do you honestly believe that abusers regret hurting their victims?"

Hailey seemed taken aback, her brows furrowing. "What are you getting at?"

"To Phoebe, Dexter was the abuser, and you... you were a bystander. You could have intervened but chose to turn a blind eye. That makes you complicit." My voice was trembling.

"You're not oblivious to what Dexter did to Phoebe, right? The acts forced upon her without her consent, what do you call that..."

Hailey's face soured. "Don't speculate about Phoebe like that. She loved Dexter. They were in a consensual relationship."

I clenched my fists, managing a bitter smile. "Love shouldn't be used to justify any form of hurt. Phoebe might have loved him, but that doesn't mean she consented to being possessed, violated, belittled, tormented by him... When Phoebe first suspected she was pregnant, she used a pregnancy test and then threw it in the trash out of fear. Later, worried the maid might find it, she went to retrieve it, only to discover it was gone." I murmured, looking at Hailey. "You took it, didn't you?"

Hailey was momentarily stunned, her eyes wide with disbelief as if she couldn't fathom I knew such a specific detail. Could Phoebe really have disclosed this to someone so precisely? She regarded me with suspicion but remained silent.

"You knew Phoebe was pregnant, yet you did nothing to stop Dexter from harming her. So... if Dexter is regretting his actions now, or even if he's gone as far as to take his own life, you bear full responsibility for that. It's not on me."

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toward her. "I'm sorry, but I'm not Phoebe. I can't help

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