To Jasper, every step Lucille took resembled a stomp on his heart. Her gaze, which was fixed on him, was filled with nothing but coldness.Back then, he had indeed fallen for her at first sight. It hadn't been because of her beauty but her boldness toward him.Since he'd been a kid, everyone had avoided him like a plague—until one day, he'd met her. Not only had she not been afraid of him, but she'd also been brave enough to criticize him.Eventually, she'd become the first to defy him outright.No matter how he'd treated or tempted her, she'd remained unfazed and often fought back. Yet, not once had she ever considered him seriously. She'd dismissed any kindness he showed her with disdain.Out of the blue, Jasper began talking about something else. "Lucille, why didn't you ever give me a chance?"His face contorted in a scary manner as he roared at Lucille, "Why are you so good to him? And to Hunter, that bastard! His hands are stained with blood just as mine are! Why do you con
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