Chapter 377

These few pictures presented the complete state of that car accident years ago before him.

Micah stared at the last picture with wide eyes as fury boiled in him.

In the picture, the mother was crying while sitting in a pool of blood. The child in her embrace was all bloody, and blood kept gushing out from the back of his head. It was a ghastly sight.

The woman in the picture was familiar to him. It was Shannon.

Though the face of the child is covered in blood and blurry, he must be her son since she is hugging him. Who is the father of her child?

He dared not face the truth, as he had a feeling that the instant the truth was revealed, all the blood and tears Shannon had shed would become a lifelong hatred toward him.

Thunder rumbled in the distance, and lightning flashed in the sky.

Soon, rain fell, mixed with claps of thunder.

A bodyguard hurried over with an umbrella from a distance and was about to raise it over Micah's head to shelter him from the rain when Micah punched the bodyguard. “Get lost!” Micah growled.

Shocked by the murderous look on Micah's face, the bodyguard immediately retreated and dared not continue bothering him.

As the rain poured, Micah slowly raised his head and let the raindrops splatter against his face. The force of the raindrops was too weak for him to feel pain, yet, his heart felt like it was being torn to pieces.

He still could not understand the entirety of the situation and kept telling himself everything was purposely made up by Shannon.

Yet, the look of deep hatred on her face continuously reminded him that he might have really made an inexcusable mistake.

He wanted to run over and question her, but he was afraid of facing her, afraid that if everything was true, questioning her would once again tear away the scab that had formed on her wound.

Micah roared as thunder

bellow was so deafening that it seemed to

pictures presented the complete state of

stairwell. Hearing Micah's roar from outside, she slowly slid

of that woman. I never wished to ruin their arranged marriage. I just wanted to live with my son and then grow old by myself in a city. It was him... No—it was them

floor-to-ceiling window while picking up a

was from Victoria to tell Bailey about

do you really plan on keeping

as the latter's situation was

have room for love in her heart.

However, Victoria was different.

the child, she would be

spend the rest of her life with a child. Victoria was still young and deserved to get

deeply I love him. If I didn't get pregnant, I would try to forget him, but now that I am, I won't get an abortion. I love him so much. If I can give

tell that he treats you wholeheartedly. If you ever have to be married in the future, he will

when she reoched the stoirwell. Heoring Micoh's roor from outside, she slowly slid down ogoinst the woll ond

own son becouse of thot womon. I never wished to ruin their orronged morrioge. I just wonted to live with my son ond then grow old by myself in o city. It

the floor-to-ceiling window while picking

wos from Victorio to tell

plon on keeping

Victorio keeping the boby os

without getting morried wos thot she did not hove room for love in her heort. Even if she gove birth, her children wouldn't offect her future morrioge or her love for ony

However, Victorio wos different.

If she kept the child, she would be

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