Chapter 660 It Was My Fault Before

She always had a way of igniting his anger so easily.

Sometimes, he felt an almost overwhelming urge to strangle her in his fury.

“What now? Are you going to kick me out of the car again? Make

me walk home in the snow?”

Diana’s voice dripped with sarcasm as she stared at him coldly. “You’ve already done that three times. If you throw me out again tonight and I end up getting sick, I won’t hesitate to drag you down with me. Seriously, I have nothing left to lose. The only reason I’m still alive is to seek revenge.

“Steven, you don’t believe me? Try me. People who aren’t afraid of death can do anything.”

Diana’s hatred reached its peak at that moment, and her words. were filled with extremity. She hated the bitter winter and the. cold, and the memories of nearly dying in it haunted her.

When he saw the pure hatred in her eyes, Steven’s heart trembled violently. It was his own stupidity, his own mistakes, and he knew he owed her everything for the rest of his life.

She despised him to the core.

Steven took a deep breath and admitted, “It was my fault before.

Chapter 660 It Was My Fault Before

I was blind and foolish, unable to see Queenie’s true nature. I won’t hurt you again. From now on, let’s live our lives like we did in the first two years.”

Steven drove into the villa’s grounds, Diana couldn’t be

closed her eyes, refusing to

Steven felt utterly helpless.

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lively, her laughter radiant like sunlight, but now

had happened before had been

him for two years, while Queenie

taking sides. without hesitation, always supporting those he

opened

the car.

He remembered those days when he was blind, on a snowy day like this, and

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had once been happy together, and her love for

her eyes was hatred that tore his heart to

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hand, pinning her against the wall. One hand. circled her waist, the other gripped the back of her head, making it impossible for her to escape. He leaned down and pressed his lips

Diana struggled fiercely.

held her head firmly, leaving her

him.

more his

within him.

soft and cold from the winter wind, and he felt an urge to warm them

was intense, driven by a wounded male pride. He thought, “She is my wife. Why can’t

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