Chapter 508 The Lies Unravel

Chapter 508 The Lies Unravel

But before John could shout a word, the scarred man sneered viciously.

“Slut. Didn’t expect me to come back alive, did you?”

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“Didn’t expect that while I was recovering, you’d plant such a massive green hat on me!”

“And that John–what a pathetic fool!”

John froze where he stood, his foot lifted but unable to move forward, his body petrified like stone.

The man’s words poured over him like ice.

Elsa had said she loved only him. That she’d been forced overseas, torn from him against her will. That she’d suffered alone, endured so much pain that she’d fallen ill with late–stage stomach cancer.

She had sworn she had spent those years in misery, pining for him, dreaming only of reunion.

But this man’s mocking laughter cut those illusions to shreds.

She hadn’t been alone at all. She had married him–climbed into his bed without hesitation, chasing wealth and status.

All the while, John had pitied her, cherished her lies as though they were truths. And in that pity, he had lost the one woman who had given him her whole heart.

Pain. Regret. Shame.

Emotions crashed through him like a tidal wave, drowning his chest, scorching his soul. It was as if he had fallen into an endless hell, unable to live, unable to die.

he had

woman who had loved

What had he done?

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when Elsa’s choked voice broke

you lunatic,

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but a monster. Violent, bloodthirsty, twisted. Every time he touched her, it was with cruelty, leaving her

her too broken to

had lived marked with bruises and scars, her body never

the terror of those years surged back

certainty–this devil could

wrists, she rasped desperately, “John still cares for me! I’m still Simon’s savior! Hudson, John and Simon’s power isn’t beneath yours. If anything

“Hah! Threatening me?”

freeze the

her teeth at him–it amused him, made his

malice, as if he weren’t holding a living woman, but a corpse with

harder, his laughter ringing

“John… hah!”

and suddenly claimed you had late–stage

you were dying?”

that

sentence, was nothing but an

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