"Asher..."

Justin felt as if his throat was crushed by a giant wheel, leaving his voice so hoarse that it was barely audible.

"Justin Salvador!"

With eyes blazing crimson with anger, Asher surged forward like a wild beast, heading straight for the motionless Justin.

As Asher's fists approached Justin's cheek, the latter remained unmoved.

Justin thought, 'Go ahead, hit me. I deserve it.'

Even if Asher beat him to death, Justin would not have uttered a word of complaint.

"Asher! Don't do it!"

Asher's iron fist was about to strike Justin, Arnold intervened,

go of me!" Asher bit his lip until it

"I won't!"

gasped for breath. "What's the point of hitting him?! Can it bring back what Bella's lost?!" "But...

Arnold's embrace, tears welling up again. "Why can't he just disappear?! My sister... She can never

he

indeed. Justin deserved every

like a lifeless figure, drained of vitality and spirit, his

could not help but notice Justin's pitiful appearance. Justin's wet, dark hair dripped with water, droplets tracing paths down

suit had become thoroughly drenched, and his pants and shoes were covered in mud, rendering

it turned out, it had started raining just as

Thompsons' car in the heavy downpour, running a long distance, only to miss catching a glimpse

shattered, "It's all my fault...

of having kids?

typically a towering figure of strength, now broke down in tears, which streamed down his face uncontrollably. "Throughout the three years of being your wife, she told us countless times that she

spreading agonizing pain throughout

eyes were red, and his

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