Chloe's face was streaked with tears, and every word she spoke was filled with blame.
I could not understand.
In the past, when she had thought everything was my fault, I could accept it if she truly believed she was in the right.
But now, when it was clear they were the ones in the wrong, how did she still have the nerve to stand there and accuse me?
'What we once had.' Those words sounded utterly ridiculous.
For ten years, I had worked hard and endured every hardship to care for a man who had wronged me. Was that not cherishing what we once had?
Watching the desperate look in Chloe's eyes as she fought for the person she loved, a sharp, cruel urge to shatter everything surged within me.
I reached out and gently tapped one of her glistening, tear‑filled eyes with my fingertip
