Who could bear not to give in to an elderly’s wishes when she was begging so pitifully?

However, Ashton was an exception. He merely snorted at her, then pushed her away with his leg. He crossed the room toward Nicolas, who couldn’t even open his eyes with the water dripping on him.

Simone, unwilling to give up, wanted to crawl over to him to beg again, but her attempt was halted by the guards standing by. I quickly followed after Ashton once I was sure that the bodyguards had held Simone down.

I feared Ashton wouldn’t get any results since Nicolas had a strong mental fortitude. I thought he would be able to hold out.

However, I had underestimated the fear of having water dripping onto one’s face for a long time. That fear would unconsciously destroy one’s will.

As I neared Nicolas, with a slight bend of my body, the first thing I saw was his wide-open eyes filled with terror.

My heart started to pound from fear. My hand instinctively settled over my chest, trying to keep myself calm.

in the water for a long time, his face was starting to bloat. The water would drip directly onto his eyeballs and that was the main cause of his fear. Even

I couldn’t bear to look at his twisted expression. I flinched and moved aside.

devoid of any emotion. He looked down at Nicolas and said indifferently, “You silently acknowledged when Nicolas abandoned me and left me to fend for myself. When he laid his hands on me and my children, you

despite the sharp

right. Even the law would punish those with

stop his bad deeds. Even if her attempts proved futile, she could have at least reminded him of the consequences of his actions, and that could have saved

be her God. And that exact ugly, twisted perception of considering others’ lives to be nothing had allowed

cracked lips and begged in a hoarse voice, “You’re right. I’m not worthy. I was wrong. I’ll change. I’ll make sure to persuade your father. So please, let us go. Please let your father go. Have mercy. Your father has always been an arrogant person, so it will be difficult for him to admit his mistakes. Let me apologize on his behalf. I’ll apologize for all of his mistakes. Is that okay, son? He hasn’t said a word since last night. He’ll die if this goes on. You can’t

but despite her parched throat, she had managed to croak out those words. While some of her words were indecipherable,

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