Chapter 83

Emily's POV

"Good choice then. I guess it's off with your daughter's head!"

My eyes widened as I shook my head vigorously.

"No! No! I'd do anything, Max. She's innocent. She does not deserve any of this."

He chuckled, standing up straight before heading towards the door.

"Baby, you don't know anything yet. I will make sure you never see her again."

As tears streamed down my cheeks in pain, he bent to my level again and took my wet cheeks in his hands.

"That's not all I'd do," he squatted, staring into my eyes with a promising glint.

"I know you love, Eric. I've always known anyway. He was the main obstruction that hindered you from loving me. All the while you claimed to hate him with passion, I knew it was a facade. I only hoped it would pass. Do you know what I'd do to him?"

My heart leapt to my throat.

"Max -"

"I'd give you two options. It's either you kill him yourself by simply passing a bullet through his damned skull."

I felt like cold water had been poured on me as goosebumps