Chapter 784:

“Just tell me, how much money do you need?” he asked.

“I’m not after your money,” Dalores replied, her voice breaking. “I lost the baby…”

“What?” Julio frowned, looking at her flat abdomen.

When Dalores had fled, she had been nearly due to give birth. What did she mean by saying she had lost the baby? Dalores reached into her purse and pulled out a surgical abortion consent form—the form, her signature, dated just two weeks after her escape.

“When I escaped, I was penniless on the streets of Alverton, where the nighttime temperatures dropped far below zero. I nearly died out there.” Dalores’ voice was steady, her eyes hollow yet determined. “Facing that, I knew the baby wouldn’t survive. So, I used the last of my money for an abortion. After that, I found work to sustain myself.”

Julio stared at her, disbelief etched on his features.

baby? I sold it. That’s how I

slamming onto the table. He leaned toward her, gripping her collar. “Say that

if needed,” Dalores shot back, her voice rising. “I terminated the pregnancy myself! Because you, Julio, you’re not fit to be a father. You’re

never want my child to inherit your cruelty. You

her collar, his hands shaking with rage. Dalores’ expression was filled with such disdain that it pierced his chest like

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growl. Dalores shoved his hand

declared. “You brought color into my life, but then, you tore it apart. Let’s

and left. It was only after this encounter that she grasped a painful truth: distance did not sever the

by the window, Julio watched as Dalores left the coffee shop. Her figure shrank

the floor. The

away, leaving the chaos behind without doing anything

He sped out of

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