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“I hate you. I sincerely hate you!”

“If she had only wronged me, had people abuse me in the women’s prison, and you forgave her because she was your buddy’s sister, I could have let it off.”

“After all, in the minds of people like you, women are disposable. Taylor is your buddy, why would you make things difficult for your buddy over a mere disposable?”

“No, no, it’s not like that… Freya, listen to me…” Nathaniel raised his eyes to look at her, but Freya cut him off.

Freya waved her hand, “But… she killed our child.”

“Our first child!”

“And… My body is very weak, too weak. The doctor told me that I might never be able to have a baby ever again. That was our first, and also our last child. Why should I forgive her?”

“Why should I fulfill your brotherly affection?”

“What about me?” Freya yelled, “What about my child?”

“Taylor’s relatives are important, and my child can be murdered and discarded like a stray on the street?”

“Freya! Please stop! I beg of you, please!” Nathaniel slowly knelt in front of Freya.

“It’s all my fault, it’s all my fault, everything is all my fault!”

Freya looked at Nathaniel coldly, “Of course I want Abigail to pay.”

“I know what you want, and I know what Abigail can never get over in her life.”

“Nathaniel…” Freya glared at him coldly, “You want me, and Abigail wants you. In a way, she is your true love.”

“Freya, please,” Nathaniel grabbed Freya’s wrist. He held on so tightly that his knuckles were turning white.

“Don’t say that. I can’t bear it.”

He had never begged a woman so humbly. Even when she hurt him so deeply, he was still begging.

“Freya, it’s too cruel for me when you put it like that.”

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