The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret

Chapter 353 Moved On

"All right, now that it's over, let's move on."

A hint of mockery twitched at the corner of Freya's lips, but she avoided looking at him.

Moved on?

After the accident, she was unable to glimpse her future!

Three years ago, the man in front of her ripped up her most prized possessions in violent fashion.

Two months later, Abigail was curled up in a corner of the Leisville Women's Prison, her face and body covered with injuries.

The hair was also trimmed in a part that felt untidy and unclean, as if a dog had gnawed at it.

She was beaten up excessively by a few female jail officers who were unable to get past her snobbish appearance.

Abigail could not stay for a day. She knew that if she let out a loud shout of protest, she would just receive a harsher thrashing in return.

The spot the other inmates had set aside for her was close to the toilet, where she sat bolt upright on her knees on the filthy floor.

Abigail, her face painted

see if your body differs from ours today. What makes a difference? Let me touch

Abigail was employed at the prison factory, she concealed

obese woman while holding her breath and gripping

Abigail looked at the

the icy stare spread to anyone who dared to

was previously battered, her mouth was bleeding, and the bite she spit out revealed an extremely vicious

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wouldn't be a loss to bring another one down while I'm dying because I won't be able to survive for a

the idea that Abigail was a murderer

female inmates retreated, taking care not to step near her. Their maximum sentence was

went back from her place next

bed, she was struck by how cold and emotionless Nathaniel's

last, she admitted to herself that she

pulled the quilt over her head. When she was young, she followed the group of orphans whom the

and sent away on a daily basis; when they returned, they were either frozen corpses or never

was accompanied

with her. They suffered day