Chapter 395

When she stabbed the scissors on his lips, he bled.

Jace did not cry or throw a tantrum. He just looked at Freya indifferently and said calmly, "Just kill me. Since you both don’t love me, you shouldn’t have given birth to me in the first place."

His mother finally stopped. Then, she slapped him heavily, knocking him directly to the ground. Before he could recover from the excruciating pain, the scissors fell to the ground with a clatter. He watched as Freya jumped from the balcony on the third floor resolutely.

"I know. You’re still blaming me for my divorce from your mother."

Lucas’s voice was low and calm. There was a hint of guilt in his emotions but no remorse.

"I’ve been through a lot with your mother. We have loved each other and hated each other. Maybe the stronger the love, the stronger the hate."

Lucas took a sip of tea and continued speaking. His voice sounded a little soft due to the heat.

"There’s no right and wrong in a love relationship. A good marriage has to