Chapter 1110

At this point in her story, the tears rolled down her cheeks in big, fat droplets. Her voice was hoarse, like an old clock that had been working for a long time.

She looked at Lincoln, who lay defeated in a pile like a soft, weak mess at the side. She remained calm and asked Lincoln coldly, "Lincoln Lynn, after so many years, my daughter is now almost thirty years old. I want to know, why do you hate her so much?"

Lincoln was speechless. "..."

At this moment, could he say he regretted his actions?

When he met Amelia back then, it was purely because she looked beautiful. She was practical and capable too, and the most important thing was that she was quiet, honest, and kept to her duties well. She knew what she could do and consequently what she could not do.

On top of that, Lincoln was also a foreigner. He had a painful childhood, so at that time,he and Amelia were still very affectionate and loved each other deeply.

When did they stop loving each other? It was because not long a