Chapter 153 Broken down (1/2)

Hester shouted loudly, trying to vent her anger. Because of the excitement, her body was trembling slightly.

How could someone she trusted be so cruel? Her body was covered by the mist, and her eyes were only bright red, which choked her throat and made her out of breath.

Terence's mind went blank, and the photos fell on the bed. The scarlet color was shocking. He tightened his hand and glanced at Melody, forbearing.

At that time, she was the only one who had the final say when he was in a coma. Hester was so excited that he was mistaken for making it.

”Hester, please listen to me...”

Hester looked at him with pain, covering her ears tightly with her hands, and took a small step back.

He could use her as a tool, but why did he hurt her child? He was only a child, why?

”What do you take me for? A toy that won't cry or hurt? When it's useful, you can think about it; when it's useless, you can abandon it! ”

He wanted to hold her hands, but he couldn't because he had a fever. Anxious as he was, he couldn't exert all his strength.

He had a bad feeling. Why were there so many photos? Damn it! What did Melody want to do? Why did she do that even though she knew Hester couldn't accept it?

A thought flashed through his mind, and he didn't have time to think about it carefully. Hester was too excited. The first thing he needed to do was to stabilize her.

He forced himself to move forward and held her cold hand. He looked up and frowned.

”It's not like that. I...”

”Clap!” Hester looked at him and held her hand more tightly. That slap was too hard and made her hand numb. But it was nothing compared to the pain in her heart.

”I hate you, Terence!”