Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 437:

“No,” Natalia replied firmly. “I want to ask you something. Do you know about the Carpenter family?”

He hesitated for half a second before scoffing, a slow, mocking smirk creeping onto his face. “The Carpenter family?” He let out a short, humorless laugh. “Don’t tell me—you expect me to believe you’re one of them? You think flashing that name will buy you freedom?”

Natalia affirmed with conviction, “Yes, I’m not deceiving you. My father is Wilson Carpenter.”

The man erupted into scornful laughter. “You really think you can play the part of Wilson Carpenter’s daughter? Don’t take me for a fool!” With that, his patience evaporated, and he lunged forward.

He clutched Natalia’s chin with one hand and started to pull at her clothing with the other.

At that moment, all of her feigned bravery crumbled completely. She couldn’t hold back her tears any longer and burst into sobs. Her tears flowed like a river.

The man halted abruptly and barked, “Why are you crying? I haven’t even done anything yet!”

“I’ll cry if I want to. Look at what you’re doing, and now you’re trying to deny me even this?”

Her wails continued relentlessly, one sob cascading into another, reverberating through

increasingly

want, but it

seized the moment

filled with a profound despair. The man felt as if his head would burst from her cries.

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A swift kick followed.

sprawled on the floor, his face bruised and

was alone, he grasped the gravity

“Who… Who are you?”

livid and his eyes

it if she’s hurt,” he hissed through

demeanor was stern, utterly devoid of

if a cold wave had washed over