Chapter 192 Her Love Was Too Worthless

Blood trickled down her wrist and splattered on the floor like falling rose petals.

Teary-eyed, she perversely mustered her energy and slashed, again and again, at the wound.

It wasn’t as painful as she expected. Instead, she felt unprecedented relief. The pain on her wrist balanced out the burdensome weight on her heart.

She had never felt so at ease.

That was how she realized how unhappy she had been, whether in the past or present.

To think only at times like this, when she was on the brink of death, did she feel content and relaxed.

So, what exactly had she gained from her love for Lewis?

Nothing but for this scarred heart.

She had no one to blame; it was all wishful thinking on her part. Her love was too worthless to intrigue Lewis.

She deserved to die.

Josephine smiled bitterly and disdainfully. She mocked herself-she had it coming.

Rain poured. Josephine listened to it in silence.

She leaned against the bed and slowly closed her

eyes.

A tear slid into her hair. Her fingers relaxed, and the shard fell.

Suddenly, someone kicked the bedroom door open. The noise shook her to the bones.

eyes and saw someone rushing toward her.

bad that she couldn’t see the person clearly. She couldn’t

world spun around her, and the only thing she could perceive with clarity was the

as many years ago with her silver

her head, singing her a lullaby to lull her to

slowly curved into a smile. She obediently closed her eyes and drifted to sleep -she wouldn’t upset

silence in the bedroom was

at Lewis’ face, but Lewis chose to put on an emotionless face

was clean, but the faint metallic odor of blood

but she didn’t lose much blood. She remained unconscious. because of her poor health condition.

Halliday grew more

was having butterflies in his stomach when Lewis suddenly questioned, “Why is she still not

is asleep,” he made up.

that moment, a bodyguard entered the room and reported, “Master

Josephine, who was lying on the bed, and abruptly went out.

her first time here. She eyed every corner of the room with a

she immediately

are you

Coldly, she questioned, “You’re my son. Your house is my house, too. Don’t I have the right

didn’t argue. He asked again,

her own accord

Lewis’ face was evident. He sat across from

haven’t proceeded with the divorce?”

remarked, “You’re sticking your nose where it doesn’t belong.”

for ten months and gave birth to you. I changed your diapers with

throbbed, and he kept

legs as she slowly peeled it. “You’re acting so cold now that you’re an adult. How convenient! No matter what, you’re my

despise me, I’m

stared at her as he retorted,

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