Trouble in Paradise by Three Way

Chapter 0417

By the time Claudia had returned to the villa located on the outskirts of Radiant City, Nicholas was already curled up in the corner of the room.

A plastic spoon had been broken into two, and the sharp edge of one end was pierced into Nicholas' arm.

He watched calmly as blood began to flow from his wounds. He was beginning to think that perhaps he did not need any treatment as it seemed that no other treatment would work as effectively as hurting himself. "Nick! You promised me you wouldn't hurt yourself anymore!" Claudia cried as she knelt before him. Nicholas thought that she looked very much like that little girl who had relied on him when they were young.

"Yes, I did promise you that," he answered impassively as he pulled out the broken spoon and threw it to the ground. Blood immediately sprayed out of his wound.

Nicholas began to question when he realized he had such a side to him.

Perhaps he had always been this way since he was young, but he just did not understand what was happening due to his age. He just felt that all of his emotions were crashing violently within him.

He would always seclude himself from other people and locked himself in his room, suppressing all of his

emotions.

Back then, he had always been able to control himself and hid his condition well. He had even gotten used to strangers complimenting him for his controlled and mature demeanor. So, why couldn't he control himself now?

with Pete. He had been plagued with nightmares for those past few days, dreaming of me laying in Pete's

that. Perhaps on the day when I wanted to divorce him, or

to stay here anymore." He smiled weakly, and his expression was filled with bitterness as he

dog. Since when had he

want to go back and fight for

cried, "Nick, are you tired? Why don't you lie

numb. He just

as he looked around the clean and empty

than a

to stay in such a place? This place is basically screaming at me, telling me

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I've become the head of the Hawk family since my father's death. How can I lock myself up

around his arms bulged. At the same time, it also revealed a

hand and cried out in pain. "Nick, are you planning to go back like this? What if your business partners see the scars on your hands when you reach out to shake their hands after a meeting?" "These

you be so sure that there won't be any new

scars when you meet her? You'll end up scaring her. Any normal person