No More Waiting, She Chooses Love novel Chapter 822

"Let go!" I snapped, my voice as cold as the winter wind sweeping across the English countryside.

Dustin didn't budge; he just tightened his grip on my arm.

This whole mess was his doing, and I was boiling with anger and resentment. I swung my hand, slapping him hard across the face.

The slap echoed through the room, sharp and biting.

"Dustin, you're nothing but a scumbag," I spat out, my voice laced with venom.

He had the audacity to use his own parents' funeral for his schemes. He didn't deserve to be called human anymore. And as for Ernest? He must have been threatened by Dustin. Otherwise, he would never have turned on Fanny like that.

"Go ahead, call me whatever you want," Dustin said, his face tinged red from my slap, yet he remained unfazed. In fact, he seemed to welcome my insults.

He was a lunatic, a complete madman at this point.

But I found myself at a loss for words. Not only because I wasn’t great at hurling insults, but because someone like him wasn’t worth the effort.

"Felicia, you call me a scumbag, a jerk, but I wasn’t always like this. Do you remember how I was when you first came to our family?" Dustin started reminiscing, much to my surprise.

"Back then, I was the older brother who had to be generous, always looking out for my younger siblings. I’d give you and Rad the best of everything—good food, fun times. Whenever you two messed up, I’d take the fall. When Mom and Dad asked you to do chores, I’d jump in and help you..."

"Even if I knew I might just be your second choice, even if you didn’t love me, I wanted a chance to be with you. But when I came back, you were already with another man."

Dustin shook his head. "Felicia, did you know that’s when my hatred for you began? I thought you were cheap, jumping from Rad to another guy in just days. Are you that desperate for a man?"

"But even as I hated you, I couldn’t help but want to be with you. I ignored my pride, ignored the family's disapproval, even turned against Rad to chase after you, but you never gave me a second glance, never gave me a chance."

"Felicia, if you had given me a fair shot against Ernest, I wouldn’t have come to this. So you’re the real villain here. Everyone’s misery now is your doing. You have no right to blame me. You should be reflecting on yourself."

"You care about your friend so much? Then I’ll take her away. You love Ernest? Then I’ll ruin him... Basically, I want you to live in misery for the rest of your days, to really think about what you’ve done..."