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2025-03-16 14:32:00Upon hearing these words, Lucien's body stiffened abruptly. He slowly reached out his hand, gently caressing Cynthia's cheek. His fingers were as cold as ice in the depths of winter, and his voice was equally frigid as he said, "Say it again."
"I'm married. I have a husband. And we have a child, a boy," Cynthia replied, her resentment growing stronger and her smile becoming more deranged.
She looked at Lucien with eyes that seemed to regard him as a pitiful wretch, as if trying to convey all the grievances she had endured over the years through that gaze.
A sharp crack shattered the eerie silence in the room.
Cynthia felt a searing pain in her jaw, so intense that she nearly cried out.
Lucien, who had somehow already gripped her jaw, exerted a force so strong it felt as though he might crush her bones.
He let out a cold, bitter laugh, his voice dripping with anger, resentment, and disdain. "Married? Is he your husband, or someone e
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