Semua Bab For Her Lover, She Sacrificed Our Daughter: Bab 1 - Bab 10

Henry, acting as if he had just spotted his savior, stumbled toward Celine. "Cece! He split my head open! It hurts so much…"Celine's gaze lingered on my face for a second before she frowned. Then she looked at Henry's aggrieved expression and reached out.Instead of pulling him into an embrace, she gently pressed a hand against his bleeding forehead. He sucked in a sharp breath from the pain.A soft crack sounded, and Henry let out a scream before his whole body went limp and collapsed.Celine's gaze, however, only grew fiercer."Justin." She spoke my name in a calm tone, but it carried an invisible pressure."We haven't seen each other in three years, and the first thing you do after coming back is give me such a grand gift?"As I looked at Celine, I thought of how she had chopped off the hands of our daughter, Sophia Yarrow, right in front of me back then. I recalled how she used Sofie's life to force me to sign away everything in the divorce settlement.I tugged at the corn

Before I could finish speaking, Celine nodded at the bodyguard, and my right hand was suddenly wrenched inward.The crisp crack of bone snapping rang out, but I gritted my teeth and endured it without making a sound. The excruciating pain shot straight to my head, and my vision darkened in waves.Gasps rose one after another from the onlookers, while Henry let out a short cry of surprise before quickly shrinking back behind Celine.Celine's gaze was sinister as she ordered the bodyguard to release his hold on me. "Justin, your family fell into ruin long ago. Right now, you're nothing but worthless trash nobody wants."You should learn to be more obedient. Otherwise, I don't mind making you hurt even more."Cold sweat beaded on my forehead. My face was pale, but I forced out a twisted smile."Celine, you think far too highly of yourself. Compared to when you chopped off Sofie's hands, and when I watched her bleed without end… What is this little bit of pain?"I stumbled forward,

Celine loudly said, "I did it! So what? You want to stand up for this bastard? Do you know what kind of person he is? He's nothing but the Lynch family's d—"Before she could finish saying "dog", Kiera moved. She was so fast that only an afterimage remained.No one saw exactly how she did it. All they heard was a crisp crack, followed by Celine's scream.Kiera had snapped Celine's hand. The blood splattered all over Henry."Watch your mouth." Kiera shook her hand lightly, flicking blood onto the ground.Celine was in so much pain that the veins on her forehead bulged, and cold sweat instantly soaked her temples. She clutched her hand and stared at Kiera in disbelief, then at me. Her gaze looked as if she wanted to tear us apart."Justin, you've got some nerve! You found a mistress to deal with me, didn't you? You think this is enough to bring me down? Dream on!"Henry had been scared witless, and only now did he snap out of it, shrieking, "Call the police! Call the police now! T

Henry was shaking all over from terror. Tears and snot streamed down his face as he pleaded, "No! Cece, believe me! Justin made it up! Yeah! He planned all of this to frame me!"As if all the strength had been drained from Celine's body, she collapsed to the ground. She stared at me, her lips quivering."Impossible… How could the person who saved me be you…" she muttered to herself, as if she had fallen into some kind of delirium. "That scar…"I scoffed. The movement tugged at my injured wrist, and I sucked in a sharp breath from the pain.Kiera immediately tightened her arm around me, her gaze turning frighteningly cold. "That scar is gone. The day after you kicked him out, he used a shard of broken glass to cut out that entire piece of flesh on the back of his left shoulder."Celine suddenly looked up, her eyes widening.Kiera stared at her, each word deliberate. "He said that whenever he thought about how this scar came about because of a monster like you, he felt disgusted."

Celine's entire body trembled, and the hand clutching her wrist froze. The hatred on her face was replaced by something far more complicated—shock, confusion, and a hint of guilt she didn't even realize was there.But that guilt disappeared almost instantly, buried beneath her deep-rooted paranoia and viciousness."You're lying!" she roared, her voice sharp and piercing. "If you really cared about her, you wouldn't have let her hands fall into my possession! You wouldn't be standing here wasting your breath with me right now!"Looking at her hysterical state, I found it both ridiculous and pathetic.She would never understand, even in death, that true care was never about obsessing over a pair of cold, lifeless hands. It was about seeking justice for the one who had passed. It was about making those who hurt Sofie pay the most painful price."Celine, keep those two severed hands." I curled my lips into a smile filled with mockery and relief. "Keep them and look at them every day