Chapter 93.5

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There is no such thing as forgiveness, when the one who killed you and ended all your dreams still living the best of their life. Ezekiel has been controlling his anger since earlier. Yeah, right. I just need to put up with it. But then his heart continued beating fast like it wanted to get out of his chest and gnawed at his target. He was sweating badly when Jacques suddenly put a carrot on his plate. "I dun lay carot..." he said in a baby tone. Then he looked up at Adelaide. "I'm sorry, my son tends to do that," she said, and he felt that she was really apologetic. On the other hand, he felt that all of his worry faded away for a moment. My son, who looks so much like me. And then he turned his head on Damien who was silently eating there. He looked at the child and gulped, then d

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