"Jane, I'm not toying with you. I never did. Do you believe me?" Alex said regretfully.
Jane snorted after a pause. "Is... Is that even possible?" She lifted her head to look at Alex with her blank eyes before looking back at herself. "The two of us might as well be as different as the sky and the ground. I was just taken to you, all chained up like a dog as some sort of trophy, and now you are asking me to go home with you? This time, it is dog chains. What's going to b e next? Oh, right, where is your wife, Lily Parker? She... She isn't here with you?"
"Mrs. Poole, you are the Mrs. Poole," Garrett, who had just cut off the chains on Jane, said as he choked back his tears.
Jane slowly turned to look at Garrett.
"Mrs. Poole, it's Garrett. You remember me, don't you? That time on the mountain, I was the one who let you and Mr. Hill go. I'm the same Garrett whose wife and house you once visited in Master Alex's stead, Mrs. Poole," he said.
Jane's expression remained blank, with much resemblance to a patient in an asylum.
Jane turned her gaze back to Alex. Whoever Garrett was, what did that have to do with her anyways?
Her eyes sparkled as she hurriedly presented to Alex with her idea, "How about this, Alex. You... You and your fiancee, you both can sit in the garden and watch me, watch as they cut me open for the abortion. Is that okay? Would that be able to appease the hatred you and your wife feel toward me?" Jane said. Each word was pronounced so distinctly that they were like nails hammered into Alex's heart.
He did not argue with her, but instead waited for her t o finish because he wanted to feel the pain. Only then, would he know the pain that his wife, the only woman he had loved in his life, had been suffering through. Because of a wrong decision that he made recklessly, his wife came so close to facing death, and was chained up like a dog. The pain was dull and suffocating, to that point that he felt like he was taking all his organs out just so that he could breathe.
"Jane," his voice had only grown more hoarse. He felt helpless, but no matter how helpless he felt, he had to explain.
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