Sold To a Handsome Trillionaire by Wanda Lowe

Chapter 353 Too Slow to Hit Me

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“Hah! I'll put up with you for now, but just wait-one day, you'll be the one begging me! The baby I'm carrying is your true grandchild! You want Caroline to get pregnant so badly, but what's the point? She may be expecting, but who knows if she'll even be able to keep it? And even if she does, who's to say the child will survive for long? Teh, at your age, you should be worrying about how many days you have left."

After letting out her frustration, Elizabeth felt slightly better.

But it wasn't enough.

She still needed to lash out at Caroline-that was the only way she'd truly feel relieved.

In the parking lot, Harper got into the car, rolled down the window, and waved. "I'm off now."

"Goodbye, Mom," Caroline said with a gentle smile, exuding the kind of grace and warmth that elders found comforting.

Harper's car drove off, disappearing down the road. Caroline's smile remained in

place.

"Pathetic," David commented coldly.

She acted as if she didn't hear him.

it's pathetic," he repeated, his voice carrying a

unsettled him. It felt hollow, unnatural-like she was merely a lifeless doll going through the

even this, David?" She shot back. "Are you determined to

has

lifted her gaze to

were filled with nothing but pure despair. It was deep.

well just kill me," she said softly.

in a slow, deliberate motion. "Why would I? I could never. You need to stay alive. Stay with me. Grow old

Caroline remained silent.

you-do you understand?" David leaned in, his

blink. She

she said with chilling calmness. "Either you die, or I

way he tormented her, controlled her-how could

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was even born, he

managed to give birth, he planned to

was so strong, she wished

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infuriatingly smug. “And your children? They won't die either.