Chapter 1209 Realizing the Truth

Damian couldn't even feel his left foot anymore. His entire leg felt numb as if it had lost all sensation.

However, he knew this was just the beginning. As expected…

Alex sat on the couch while looking down at him as he lay on the ground. "If you want to suffer less, tell the truth. Don't wait until I lose patience. When that time comes, I won't even listen to what you have to say."

Damian's mind raced. What should he say? If he told the truth, Alex would most likely kill him.

But if he didn't say anything, Alex wouldn't trust him either.

"What… do you want me to say?"

Alex replied, "Let's take it one thing at a time. First, tell me why you took Jewel away."

Damian thought he could be justified in this matter. "It has nothing to do with me. It was your mother who forced us to leave the country. She gave me 150 thousand to make Jewel disappear from Summer City. We had no choice."

Alex looked at Damian as he narrowed his eyes. He intentionally mentioned Jewel's name, and Damian wasn't surprised at all.

along that Jean was Jewel.

Damian by the collar. He sneered. "No choice? Did my mother force you to take Jewel out of the country,

apart, so she sought me out. She gave me 70 thousand to help her stage a play. That night, Jewel was deliberately robbed by the thugs your mother arranged. I happened to appear at the right moment, and Jewel became less resistant to me. Jewel usually treated me indifferently, but she said she wanted to

Boom!

like a muffled thunderclap exploding in Alex's ears, causing his mind to buzz and his brain to go momentarily blank. His thoughts seemed to be

coming out of the hotel room with the girl in his arms, and

getting out of the car, he

held him back and told him not to hit Damian, but

he uttered a bunch of

of being shameless, promiscuous, and two-timing him.

He paid no attention to her explanations and ignored

could think about was her betrayal and his

to accept her? How many compromises had he made? How

she had betrayed him. Throughout the eight years, he felt like his heart was being torn apart every time he

he felt an even greater pain—a pain that made it hard for him to breathe. It was as if

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