Secret Admiration: Finding True Love After Prison

Chapter 179 Psychological Damage

"How dare you still try to kiss me? Do you even deserve it? Those hands are stained with our child's blood. Every time I see you, I want to tear you apart! Just leave, okay?" Anne was too emotional. After speaking, she clutched her stomach and crouched down, curling into a ball.

Her face was streaked with tears. It was hard to tell if she was heartbroken or just furious with Dante, but her face was filled with pain.

Dante panicked at the sight and immediately bent down, trying to hold her.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? I'll take you to the hospital!" said Dante.

Anne bit down hard on his outstretched arm with all her strength, as if she wanted to tear the flesh right off.

Dante frowned. His breath caught in pain.

A trickle of red appeared at the corner of Anne's mouth. It was his blood.

The blood stained Anne's cheek. Her hair was a bit disheveled, and her face was still streaked with tears.

The air was filled with a faint sadness.

Chapter 179 Psychological Damage were still in her eyes.

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Her fingertips were white from gripping so tightly. She looked as if she might shatter at any moment.

His throat tightened, but he couldn't

her red lips slightly and uttered a single word,

sensed something was wrong and

Anne isn't feeling well. Stop agitating her. Whatever you need to say, wait until she's better, okay?" said Meryl. Her voice was

for the past few days and

was asleep, she would often wake up in the middle of the night,

that day had hit her too hard. Meryl knew that Anne was just pretending to have moved on. The

Anne these past few days,

Damage Dante stepped out.

his arm. Anne had bitten him too hard, leaving a bloody

him briefly before rushing into the room to help Anne.

I'm just a bit

go to

haven't taken

take it

that, Meryl walked into the bathroom. She grabbed some makeup remover pads and began carefully wiping the makeup off

you're so good to me. Why don't you just leave. Chandler and

boy toy

where's my boy toy?" Anne's question reminded her. She glanced at the living

you might get hungry later, so I sent

sound at the door. It

Psychological

The room fell silent.