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.

tossed aside the cap, her gaze landing on the blood pooling on Dalton's arm,

on her face as she

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

thankfully, a quick glance revealed no visible

breath of relief, the sound of

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pierced the air, and

them, someone had

supporting him as they exclaimed, "Mr. Dalton

expected things to

remained silent,

a deep cut

from the wound.

said, "The ambulance is here! Let's get you to the

on Meryl with a complex mix. of emotions

ahead, too

sat in the interrogation

clothes stained with blood.

and her fragile frame curled into itself,

wore a worried expression. "Meryl,

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the station so quickly that Mary had

coor behind

wearing a this tank dress,, and

seeped

to Anne. Meryl managed a weak smile. "I'm

bit cold"

widened in concem. She,

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