Her fingers stubbornly refused to let go, so he increased his strength.
Her fingers⦠felt the pain.
âIf you still wonât let go, youâll be the only one to suffeá¹.â There was a note of impatience in his voice.
Kyla said in a panic, âMartin, I know I shouldnât bother you, but I really have something important to say.
I⦠I have a friend called Amber Mitchell who helped me a lot when I was in prison and when I gave birth to Nelson. But Iâve lost contact with her over the years. Jacqueline Bowman knows where Amber Mitchell isâ¦â
Kyla quickly told him Jacqueline Bowmanâs request. âI hope you can issue a memorandum of understanding and tell your lawyer about this matter so that Jacqueline Bowman can be given probation.â
Martin Weiss looked at Kyla coldly. âYou want me to spare a woman who nearly killed me?â
Kyla froze. Jacqueline Bowman had aimed to harm her, not Martin Weiss. However, Martin Weiss was the one who ended up on the operating table.
If there had not been enough blood that day, Martin Weiss might have bled to death.
âSorry, I⦠I just want to find out Amber Mitchellâs whereabouts because Jacqueline Bowman said Amber Mitchell is living a miserable life and is worse off than being dead right now,â she said, her nose feeling sore.
âWorse off than being dead?â muttered Martin Weiss as the way he looked at Kyla grew colder. âYour friend âmightâ only be worse.
off than being dead, yet youâre already so anxious and worried. Do you know Iâve been worse off than being dead over the years? Were you ever worried about me?â
âIâ¦â She opened her mouth but did not know what to say.
He said, âKyla, youâve never given me a spot in your heart. You have no feelings for me, so you donât care whether Iâm miserable or not. I used to be willing to do everything for you because of guilt, remorse, and love. But I donât love you anymore, so things arenât the same as they used to be.â
âCanât you⦠help me one last time? Think of it as I owe you a favor. Iâll return it one day!â she said with a shudder in her voice.
âWhy should I?â Those three words seemed to send her to hell in a heartbeat as her heart sank instantly.
âYeah, why should he? Perhaps I could have relied on his affection for me if it was before.
âBut he no longer has feelings for me. What can I do?â
âBesides, what do you think an owner of a store like you can give me? I have everything I need. What can you give me that I donât have? Feelings? What a pity. I previously begged you to give me a chance, but you refused. Your feelings are no longer important to 1. I donât want them even if you want to give them to me.â
With a sudden force of his hand, he pried her fingers away from his arm.
âKyla, I hope youâll keep your word. Letâs never meet each other again!â His cold voice rang out in her ears.
The next moment, what she saw was his back as he turned away.
He was so decisive that there was not a trace of reluctance.
Kylaâs fingers quivered slightly with a tinge of pain.
However, the pain was so faint compared to the suffocating pain in her heart.
It turned out his words could cause her so much pain.
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