Chapter 204

Chapter 204

Kris's body shook as he continued to puke. He hadn't eaten a proper meal in two days, so what was coming out of his mouth was mostly bile.

His throat stung, and his stomach felt like it was twisting itself into knots. After what felt like forever, the retching finally stopped. With trembling hands, he flushed the toilet and pushed himself up from the floor. Walking to the sink, he stared into the mirror. He rinsed his mouth and spat, trying to get rid of the vile taste that lingered. But no amount of water could wash away the bitterness he felt inside.

That's when he saw Thalassa through the mirror standing at the door.

"Are you okay?"

Kris froze, his heart twisting painfully at the sight of her. He wanted to pull her close and hug her and thank her for giving him such a beautiful son, but all he could feel was the rage bubbling up inside, clawing at his chest.

He hadn't said anything to her outside the house because he'd been afraid he would say something he would regret, but now it was too much. It was consuming him.

He snapped.

and pinned her against the wall, his grip firm. Thalassa gasped, staring back at him with

eyes, blurring his vision as he glared into hers. "Why?" His voice cracked with emotion. "Why did

coming in short, ragged bursts as she took in the raw pain in his eyes. Her heart clenched, guilt mixing with the pain. She tried to hold

Kris cut her off, his voice trembling with fury. "You kept my son from me!

did you

dripped with disbelief. "That's what matters to you right now? Not the fact that you kept

going to tell you," Thalassa whispered, her

Five years? How can you be so

remind herself to stay calm, but his accusation cut deep. Her voice trembled

she shot

told you I was pregnant, Kris. You kicked me out of

faltered for a moment, the weight of her words sinking in.

I know," he admitted, his voice slightly lower now. "I was an imbecile for not believing you about

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