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.

“Remember the gold bracelet you bought in advance for the baby? I sold it. That’s how I got the

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

Because you, Julio, you’re not fit to be a father. You’re a heartless monster!” Dalores met his furious gaze

want my child to inherit your cruelty. You disgust

on her collar, his hands shaking with rage. Dalores’ expression was filled with such

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Dalores shoved his hand aside, surged to her feet, and flung

don’t deserve any repayment,” she declared. “You brought color into my life, but then, you tore

a painful truth: distance did not sever the bonds of affection. She discovered that even

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

onto the floor. The anger etched on his face was terrifying. The waiters, ready

walked away, leaving

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