Chapter 352 Hatred

Dalton had always prided himself on his drinking skills, but that day, after just half a glass, he was out cold, waking up to find himself sprawled on the same hotel bed as Lydia. She had deceived him into believing it was her first time, insisting he take responsibility.

With tears brimming in her eyes, Lydia pleaded, "How can you trust someone like him? Dalton, you'd rather believe Rocky than your own wife?"

Lydia had heard the news of Rocky's arrest.

Fearful he might turn on her, she had paid a hefty sum to send a message to him in jail, promising a significant payout if he kept

quiet.

Rocky had agreed, and the money had been wired.

But Lydia never expected that Rocky would meet Dalton before

his incarceration.

She thought, "Great, and from the sound of Dalton's words...

he knows everything! Damn you, Rocky!"

I don't trust you. You're a habitual liar who's deceived me more than once. You've lost all credibility with me. I'd

pulled a damp napkin from the car's center console and scrubbed his fingers as if trying to wipe away

worth a single hair

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up the window, shutting out the face he despised, Lydia felt a wave

treat me like this. The baby has a heartbeat! I even had an ultrasound a couple of days ago and saw his face! He

"Look, from the moment you used my compassion to send Meryl to prison three years ago, any

for you, I wouldn't

should report you to the police, but you're smart enough to keep my mom in your corner. She wants

the steering wheel, the

in protest.

you, do you think you'd still be in the Aniston Villa? How can a woman like

Chapter 352 Hatred

leaned against the car doorframe to

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down? Lydia, you underestimate me. When a man stops

fatherly love. Don't forget, we never even got a marriage license. That kid will be nothing but a bastard, just like you-

a dagger to Lydia's

never imagined Dalton could be so cruel, to the point

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