Jared couldn't control himself anymore.
He'd never dared to even think about this issue in all these years.
From ecstatic joy, to endless despair, to a glimmer of hope.
Nobody knew how he'd battled within himself all these years.
He gave himself hope in times of despair.
When he was hopeful, a slight sobriety would plunge him back into deep trouble.
Back then, he would stare blankly at the ultrasound photo every day.
That was his child.
His joy was directly proportional to his fear.
Eventually, he felt like he was going mad.
So he put away the photo and never touched it again.
He rarely thought about it.
He focused all his energy on finding Agnes.
Because Jared knew, once he found Agnes, all would be answered.
But he would rather not know the answer for the rest of his life.
She actually killed his child, her own child.
How could she be so cruel!
Jared ultimately lost control.
He was going mad.
The confused love and hate of those four years reached a climax in this moment.
Her words destroyed all his hope.
Jared was strangling Agnes, "Agnes, you dared to kill my child, you dared..."
Jared's fingers tightened.
Agnes felt a moment of suffocation.
But her eyes landed on Jared's face.
All she saw were his red eyes, like a mad beast.
In that moment, Agnes knew, Jared might actually want to kill her.
But then, Kearney came over.
His move was quick as lightning, but there was no trace of it on the surface.
But Jared could tell from his moves that he must be a soldier, trained specially.
This kind of skill was not something an ordinary person could have.
Jared's face was dark, one hand hanging limply.
The pain in his wrist was nothing compared to the heartache.
But it was this sharp pain that quickly sobered him up.
He looked deeply at the man holding Agnes.
He wore gold-rimmed glasses, with deep eyes and an indifferent look.
However, this seemingly refined man had such ruthless methods.
Leo also hurried over.
As soon as he saw Jared's hand, he realized something was wrong.
What the hell was going on?
Leo immediately rushed to Jared's side, "Boss, what happened to your hand?"
Kearney's voice was calm and distant, "Your boss has dislocated his wrist. It's best to go to the hospital right away. I can't guarantee if it can be reset if delayed."
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