Her Betrayal, My Revenge
On the day of my wedding, I waited on the stage for six long hours with the wedding ring in my hand.
The bride never came. Instead, I was greeted with the sight of my older sister's bloodied corpse.
To make things worse, my wife, Winona Graham, was the one who defended the murderer in the court.
I demanded answers from Winona like a madman, only to be locked up in an oven that was toggled to 200 degrees Fahrenheit by her.
"Are you done, Arthur? It's Annabelle's own fault that she died in the first place! This has nothing to do with Hudson at all! He has just started his life as a young adult, and I won't let you ruin his life!
"Just sit here and reflect on yourself! The moment you deci
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