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Chapter 72: Cruelty
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2023-03-22 23:15:33
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"Mr. Ivanov," she uttered with disgust laced upon her voice. "You filthy man, why am I here?" She tried to act cool. She was taught by her father not to let her emotions get the best of her in situations like this otherwise she will end up thinking irrationally. She was trembling from fear, but above all, it was due to anger. Anger towards him. Hurt filled his cold blue eyes. Gone the emptiness in it. It was replaced with a sudden sadness. She was briefly taken back. But then again, how foolish can she be to ever believe those false emotions? He raised his hand and flicked his fingers. In a snap, the maids left the room and closed the door behind, leaving the two alone in the room. Margarette looked at him and noticed how he hasn't aged since then. He still looked like his late twenties even though he was clearly already on his mid thirties. He looked even more mature now than ever. The stubble on his face makes him look hotter. He also seemed to gain more height and his muscles
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She was beyond shocked and terrified. Jason is dead, and she and her daughter are held captive at Ivanov's residence. She sure as hell her father was already aware that they were gone and was sure that he's already working to find them. She doesn't know what place or which country they are in right now. All she knew was that she was in a stranger's house. It was one of his houses she hasn't been to before so it was unbeknownst to her where she was at. She also doesn't know a single person here aside from the demon himself named Xavier.She paced back and forth inside the huge room she was locked to. She was worried and was still afraid. Xavier left her in the room and locked it behind him. She's sure there were guards guarding outside the room so she didn't bother to open it.It's been an hour since he left. Her heart was restless thinking of ways to escape and get her child from him. She just hopes that Xavier kept his hands off her daughter or else she would kill him herself. If she
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"That's what I thought," she said. "Do you really think my daughter wants a cold-blooded killer like her father who killed an innocent life just because he was angry?" She looked at him angrily. "No. My daughter deserves more than that. She deserves everything in this world.""I can give her that. I can provide anything you two want, Margarette."She shook her head as she wiped her tears. "You're absurd, Xavier. You're sick in the head."He ran his fingers in his hair and messed it up. "Why are you so stubborn?" he asked."I'm not being stubborn. I just don't want my child to be attached to you," she said. "I still can't forget what you did to us."Guilt flashed through his eyes."I'm sorry...""Doesn't matter. You did that in the past without any remorse, there's a possibility you would do it again.""Tsvetok..." he uttered with pain, guilt and remorse laced on his deep voice. "I know what I've done and trust me, I've regretted it already. I paid for it for the last 5 years that you w
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"You just need to calm down, wife, or else she might hear us," he said calmly, trying to soothe her down, but it only pissed her off."Don't call me wife!" she yelled. "I am no longer your wife and you will never be my husband, you got that?!" She looked at him from his head to toe before looking back into his blue eyes. "You disgust me!"He pressed his lips into a thin line. "Look, I know you're angry at me, but can we just start all over again? I promise to be the best father and husband you could ever ask for."She laughed dryly. "What?" Disbelief was visible on her face. "Are you fucking serious? Start all over again? For Pete's sake, Xavier! It's been 5 years! It has been 5 fucking years since we last met, and yet the trauma you inflicted to me is still here, and then, all of a sudden, you want us to start again?! Are you nuts or you're just plain insensitive?!" she shouted right in front of his face."That's why I'm asking for another chance." He took a step towards her. "Give me
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