Chapter 417 You're Everywhere I Look



Chu Wuyang stared at him blankly.

At such a close distance,

She clearly saw his reddened eyes—filled with undisguised hatred that sent shivers down her spine.

It turns out he never forgot!

When they first met again, she thought his indifference was because he had already let go.

Because he had already reached the pinnacle, achieving both fame and fortune, and with a fulfilling marriage, he was seen by everyone as a winner in life.

There's absolutely no need to go back and touch those scars.

She once naively believed that the pain of the past had long since dried up with time and been replaced by a new life.

But at this moment, the hatred in his eyes was so clear.

Like blood gushing from an old wound, it made her realize one thing—

Even if you reach the pinnacle of life, a bright future cannot truly erase the unbearable past.

As for the child... she does bear some responsibility.

If she hadn't collaborated with Mr. Jin and deliberately concealed the fact that "Mr. Jin had drugged and harmed the child,"

Jing Min wouldn't be so easily provoked by Old Master Jin with just a text message.

He mistakenly believed that she was truly ruthless enough to use her own child as a bargaining chip, and even to set a trap for him to end the child himself.

But the truth is even crueler.

The child is indeed gone—during her argument with Jingmin… that tiny life slipped away silently.

Chu Wuyang's fingertips trembled slightly as she gripped the bedsheet tightly, her lips so pale they were almost transparent.

She wanted to explain, even if it was just trying to say something—even just to tell him that she wasn't as vicious as he thought.

But it felt as if his throat was blocked by a thousand-pound weight, and he couldn't utter a single sound.

In the end, Mr. Jin got his wish; his plan was flawless from beginning to end.

He knew that at the time she was focused on pushing Jingmin away, wouldn't offer any explanation, and might even have tacitly agreed.

This is tantamount to her admitting that she deliberately provoked Jing Min so that he would lose the child.

It seems Jingmin later checked her pregnancy test records and the doctor who had been bribed.

All the evidence points to one conclusion—she did indeed join forces with Mr. Jin.

Her act of bribing the doctor to falsify pregnancy test records out of fear that Jingmin would lose control of her emotions if she suddenly found out that "the baby is gone" inadvertently confirmed that she was cooperating with Grandpa Jin's plan.

The links are interconnected, forming a perfect closed loop, leaving no room for doubt.

In his mind, he was convinced that she was a cold-blooded, calculating woman who cruelly caused her own child to die at her father's hands.

No one could forgive that.

That's probably why he became completely disheartened after being shot and this fact was confirmed.

He then left without leaving any room for retreat to another country.

Now that everything has settled and there's no longer any obstacle or threat from Old Master Jin, she can speak her mind.

Her lips trembled.

"Child, I can explain—"

"Shut up! Do you even have the right to mention him?"

His voice was laced with mockery.

"An explanation? You want to explain your predicament? How can you prove it?"

Chu Wuyang suddenly realized, yes, if she tried to explain herself now, Jing Min would only think she was making excuses to curry favor with him.

How can I prove it?

The only person who knew the truth, Grandpa Jin, has passed away, and the person who could prove that she was also just a victim of manipulation has kept his mouth shut forever.

She cannot prove it.

Before Chu Wuyang could speak, Jing Min suddenly grabbed her chin, as if he had anticipated her thoughts, and chuckled, his voice so low it sounded like a knife being sharpened in her ear.

"Betrayal is betrayal. Does betrayal with a pretext not count as betrayal?"

Chu Wuyang slowly met his eyes.

I had originally intended to explain and prove something, but now it all seems pointless.

The fact of betrayal cannot be changed!

Whatever the reasons behind it, it doesn't change the harm her actions caused him.

Chu Wuyang bit her trembling lips.

She didn't even know what to say now; any further explanation seemed to him like the prelude to another scheme against her.

Then she could only silently endure his retribution.

"Hate me if you want."

Just forget about the hatred once it's over. Living with memories of hatred will only make you more and more distorted.

His grip on her chin tightened unconsciously, and a dangerous glint gradually gathered in Jing Min's narrowed eyes.

"I not only hate you, I want to kill you."

He suddenly grabbed her by the neck, applying slight pressure.

Chu Wuyang suddenly found it difficult to breathe, and her eyes gradually became unfocused.

She watched as Jing Min completely shed his cold facade, becoming twisted and dark, almost demonic and crazed.

"Chu Wuyang, every time I wake up in the middle of the night and remember what happened five years ago, I feel like I want to devour you alive."

"You made me experience the most destitute, pathetic, and helpless time of my life. You made me realize for the first time how useless I was, how I was betrayed and yet I foolishly refused to believe it, and how I even groveled and begged you to come back and lie to me."

He seemed to be recalling a purgatory from which he had never awakened.

His expression gradually twisted, as if he had been pulled out of his memory and returned to that night when corpses littered the ground and blood filled the air.

His voice was so low it was like a devil creeping up from behind, seeping into her bones inch by inch in her ear.

Have you tried it?

He leaned close to her ear, his voice low and chilling, like a ghost rising from the depths of hell.

"As soon as I closed my eyes at night, blood flowed in through the crack in the door, crawled down the floor to the foot of my bed, wet and sticky, like a rotting hand holding me down."

His voice grew softer and softer.

It was as if he was deliberately suppressing his anger while recalling the past, or as if he was trapped in a nightmare from which he could not escape.

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