Chapter 383

"Don't call me mother. I never had a son like you. You're evil incarnate!"

Lucia's voice cracked, tears spilling down her face, her chest aching as if her heart itself were being torn apart.

"Whatever," William said coldly.

"I'll always be your son. Even when you're dead, I'll still be your son-the one who inherits everything you own."

With a vicious swing, the baseball bat smashed against Lucia's head.

The sickening thud echoed through the room.

Her body crumpled to the floor.

A jagged wound split open on her scalp, blood seeping fast, pooling across the

floor, soaking into her clothes, staining his.

"Wait..." Lucia gasped, her voice trembling.

"What?" William sneered, his eyes blazing with contempt.

"Want to beg for forgiveness? You're already old. What's the point of living longer? You drove your own daughter away. If you need someone to blame, blame yourself!"

"Where... where did you bury Maria's body?" Lucia whispered, her voice broken with tears and pain.

William's smile twisted into something cruel.

"For years, you sat on that bench, staring at the farm gate, waiting for Maria to come back."

He leaned in, savoring the words.

"So I gave you what you wanted. I buried her beneath that very bench. While you sat there, day after day, she was always right under your feet."

"You thought you were waiting for her return-when in truth, you were sitting on her grave."

His laugh cracked like a whip, sharp and mocking.

"Ironic, isn't it? Almost funny. Sometimes it makes me want to laugh until I choke."

Lucia's sob tore through the air. "You're a monster!"

"I'm the monster you raised,” William hissed. “Remember—it all started with you. You're the one who drove your daughter away!"

The words carved straight into her soul. Regret crushed her.

She had always thought-if only she'd let her daughter marry the man she loved, none of this would have happened.

"Now die," William spat. He raised the bat again, higher this time, rage burning through him, and swung with everything he had.

On the road, Alex gripped the wheel, driving fast through the night.

was the first to wake.

back

the road ahead, then glanced at Josephine,

him. "What happened to

They heard the sirens. All of them ran," Alex said flatly,

"Really?" Jose frowned.

them was already dead, killed by the

muttered, William's face

adopted would grow into such a monster. If I'd

fate. No-I should never have adopted anyone at

man," Alex

even if he's your own flesh and blood. Some adopted sons

him," Jose growled. "And I'll drive him out of this state! How dare he order

car pulled up

face went pale. It was already dark, but the front door

"Something's wrong."

open the door and rushed out

dazed, just as

cry ripped through the

anguish in Jose's

inside, their hearts pounding, bracing for what waited beyond

sight was chilling. Lucia lay sprawled

pooling

William's body was crumpled, face down, a baseball bat

in his hand.

knelt and

gaped

as if he had never believed

had slipped from her hand, lying

wound on her head, darkening the

muttered, rushing to her side. He lifted her gently, pressing his hand

a lot of blood. I

can get her to

a transfusion she has

hospital about three minutes away," Jose barked, snatching his

pressing cloth to Lucia's wound, her hands trembling but

out, piling into

room doors burst open. Doctors and nurses rushed forward as Jose shouted

a bay, stripping bloodied cloth away,

doctor ordered. "Get

cut deeper when the doctor realized exactly who

governor's wife," he

her

his brows

have it? How can a hospital this size not keep donor blood

type is my wife's blood? Tell me now!" Jose's voice thundered through the room, raw with fury

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