But Lionel’s ambitions were huge back then. A full stomach meant nothing to him, whereas Sandra’s help had an enormous impact. That’s why he was grateful to her.
Combined with his guilt over drugging her, it explained why he had tried so hard to be good to her after his marriage, while treating Hannah so poorly.
“No, that’s not it. You’re wrong. Stop talking… I don’t know anything! I don’t understand!”
Lionel slammed his hands on the table, his voice a furious roar.
Lies. It was all lies. Everything she said was wrong!
“If you believe what I said is wrong, then it’s wrong. But your refusal to admit it is your own problem. You should ask yourself, what do you really see Hannah as?”
Sandra sat back down, a faint, mocking smile on her lips.
“All the advice I’ve given you has been based on the assumption that you two are equals. If you don’t see it that way, then nothing you do will ever work. And I won’t be giving you any more advice.”
“Kill me, do whatever you want. I can see now that you never intended to let me go, just as you promised. Lionel, I don’t trust you anymore, just like Hannah doesn’t trust you.”
“Have you said enough? If you keep spewing this nonsense, I have no problem killing you right now.”
Her words had pushed him over the edge, and he bellowed with rage.
“If you have the guts to kill me, then do it! Who knows, maybe Hannah will be thrilled. Maybe she’ll finally see you as a man who can take charge and she’ll come back to you!”
He roared, but Sandra’s voice was even louder.
“But your brother will never let you get away with it. The moment I’m dead, he’ll investigate and find a way to put you behind bars. Then he’ll have Hannah all to himself.”

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