Secret Admiration: Finding True Love After Prison

Chapter 37 Bail

With a loud crash, the bottle shattered against the edge of the table, liquid spilling across the floor like a crimson tide.

Meryl gripped the neck of the broken bottle, her resolve hardening as she swung it toward Dalton and the hand heheld.

"Don't touch me, you filthy bastard!"

Dalton's breath hitched, a mix of shock and disbelief washing over him. "You think I'm filthy?"

"Yes! Dalton, are you really that thick-headed?"

Meryl's eyes blazed with fury, a storm of emotions that had been brewing for seven long years finally erupting.

"I used to cling to you like a shadow, but the moment you. started seeing Lydia behind my back and sent me to prison, that was the end of us!" Shards of glass littered the ground, mingling with an unknown pool of blood.

But Meryl didn't care.

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"Now I see clearly. I must have been blind to ever like you. What's the matter? Can't handle the truth?"

A cold smirk danced on her face as she raised the jagged bottle again, aiming for his hand.

"I congratulate you, Dalton! You finally get to marry Lydia!

But here you are, holding my hand. Aren't you worried your precious Lydia will get jealous?"

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With a final, forceful swing, Meryl shattered the bottle completely, the glass splintering into a million pieces at their feet.

the blood pooling on Dalton's arm,

on her face as she checked to see if Meryl was

arms were stained crimson, a shocking sight against her skin, and the chaos around them only added

glance revealed

let out a breath of relief,

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and officers flooded into the

to them, someone had quietly called the

him as they exclaimed, "Mr. Dalton Aniston, are you alright?"

to escalate to this

silent, his complexion

had left a deep cut on

from the wound.

of his friends said, "The ambulance is here! Let's

on Meryl with a complex mix. of emotions as he was

flinch, her gaze fixed ahead,

the police station, Meryl sat in the interrogation

clothes stained with blood.

face was pale, and her fragile frame curled into itself, silence enveloping her like a

a worried expression. "Meryl,

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to the station so quickly that Mary had

coor behind of the

this tank

chil seeped into

Meryl managed a weak smile. "I'm

bit cold"

concem. She, too, was only in a