Chapter 70
Suddenly, a smile tugged at the corner of Audreyâs lips. The naturally cold and stunning features took on a touch of warmth with that smile.
But the next moment, Audre Dylan, her voice cold and u
anything in these seven years?â
expression turned icy and indifferent as she looked at as she said, âDylan, do you know why you couldnât find
Dylanâs body trembled slightly, and his eyes contracted at Audreyâs words.
Audrey said, âIâm sure you can hardly imagine how a woman who was nearly assaulted 13 times, suffered 68 fractures all over her body, was slammed against walls 39 times, had her hands and feet bones severely fractured eight times, and sustained a total of 118 wounds across her body, including severe internal bleeding that almost cost her life and the life of her unborn child due to abuse in a menâs prison, could be so fragile. Thatâs why she gave up her own life and also gave up the child that belonged to you all!â
Audreyâs calm voice sounded as if she were merely talking about what she had for dinner today. However, to Dylan, it felt like each word was suffocatingly painful, leaving him unable to breathe.
His face turned pale, and he swayed slightly, almost unable to stand on his own.
The sharp, stabbing pain overwhelmed him, almost suffocating him..
His eyes turned crimson because of Audreyâs words, and his fists clenched tightly at his sides.
At that time, Audrey must have been so desperate to give up her life and their child.
Audrey continued as if she hadnât noticed Dylanâs pain, indifferent. âLook, because Audrey fell in love with you, she ended up like this. Even if she were still alive, do you. think she would still want to be with you?
âNo, the moment Audrey was imprisoned, she didnât want you anymore!â
âShe doesnât want you anymore!â
âShe doesnât want you anymore!â
âShe doesnât want you anymore!â
It seemed like something in Dylanâs mind completely collapsed.
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After a while, Dylan suppressed his voice and asked hoarsely, âWhat if I give everything back to you? Can you love me again?â
Dylanâs plea was filled with despair, yet it carried a desperate gamble. He had never begged like this before, his voice so low and submissive.
Such a demeanor from Dylane Audrey feel even more repulsed, increasing her impatience and resistance. Even her voice turned colder and more disdainful as she sneered, âDylan, Iâm not her. Even if you die, it has nothing to do with me. If you want to use your life to repay her, Iâll gladly accept it for her!â
Audrey didnât even look at Dylan again. Her slender, cold figure turned and left, but her mind was somewhat restless because of Dylanâs appearance and the words she had blurted out earlier.
Her brows furrowed tightly, and her aura seemed low and aggressive.
Clearly, she wasnât the real Audrey.
Yet every time, she could feel pain because of Dylanâs suffering and grew increasingly irritated and impatient with his humility.
She couldnât understand the source of this inexplicable emotion.
A clear voice came from behind her. âIsnât it a bit cruel to treat him like this? Although Iâm happy to see a rival defeated!â
Danny appeared behind Audrey, his tone relaxed and leisurely. A faint smile played on his handsome, charmingly face.
Audreyâs demeanor exuded a cold, oppressive aura. Her fierce eyes glanced at Danny, making him quickly raise his hands in mock surrender.
âI surrender,â he said to Audrey, feigning defeat.
âIs everything resolved?â Audrey asked.
Audrey suppressed her restlessness, returning to her cold and ruthless demeanor when she looked at Danny.
âWait and see, Iâll give you a good show later. Donât worry, youâll be satisfied!â Danny suddenly chuckled, as if he had just thought of something fun, his handsome face full of pride.
Audrey said nothing more and turned away.
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Dylan didnât know how long he stood there motionless.
In the darkness, a tall and imposing figure stood desolate and lonely. His entirel presence was shrouded in a scaung gloom, exuding an aura of despair
Only the crimson in his eyes and the profound sorrow and pain deep within them revealed Dylanâs intense agony.
This pain was worse than being skinned alive. It felt as though his heart was being torn
apart..
Suddenly, a voice of displeasure came from behind him.
âPathetic fool! What on earth is so special about that woman that sheâs worth you humbling yourself like this?â Claire said.
Hearing that voice, Dylan suddenly turned around and smiled bitterly. The pale and hopeless face now carried a bitter and ironic smile, his eyes crimson. For the first time, the dignified and elegant man revealed a disheveled appearance in front of his mother.
That kind of Dylan made Claire even more displeased, frowning. Through Dylan, it seemed as if she saw the image of another person driven insane by pain.
Her eyes flashed with crazy hatred and resentment.
âAre you satisfied now?â Dylan responded coldly, his voice laced with menace, âYou took advantage of my severe injuries to forcibly erase and alter my memories, making me personally send the woman I love most into hell. Are you satisfied now, Mother?â
Dylanâs cold, crimson eyes stared at Claire, filled with hatred, disgust, and indifference, but there was no trace of the respect and affection a son should have for his mother.
Being stared at by her own son like that, Claire felt an inexplicable tightening in her heart. The next second, she snarled viciously, âDylan, that woman nearly killed your. mother. Donât forget. She doesnât deserve you. I donât know what kind of spell she cast on you to make you love her so deeply!â
Dylan suddenly let out a cold laugh, his entire demeanor shifting. He seemed like a demon emerging from the depths of hell, his dark eyes glaring at Claire with a probing intensity.
âI think youâre just jealous. Are you jealous that she received all my love, or are you jealous of her mother?â Dylan asked.
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Claireâs eyes contracted, and her fierce expression turned pale in an instant.
Claire said, âWhat⦠What nonsense are you talking about?â
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Dylan just looked at Claire coldly, his voice cold and cruel, âYou know exactly what Iâm talking about. If you want to li acefully as Mrs. Clifford, I suggest you stay away from her. Otherwise, I canât guarantee what I do to you next time, even if you are my mother! In your heart, Iâm just a tool for your use!â
Dylanâs attitude made Claire even angrier. The gentle and graceful demeanor of a noble lady should have was nowhere to be found at this moment, replaced only by ferocity
and venom.
Claire said, âDylan, are you really going to fall out with me for a woman? I am your
mother!â
Dylan gave a cold smile, looking at Claireâs twisted face with selfâmockery.
âIf you werenât my mother, you would already be a corpse. So, I advise you not to touch. her, or I canât guarantee that I wonât kill you! Besides, in your heart, Iâm nothing but a tool for you to use!â Dylan said.
With that, Dylan turned and walked away indifferently, leaving Claire behind.
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