Chapter 1104 Erin has no right to hate Stella.
Seeing Stellaâs surprised expression, Erin smirked without explaining the origin of the camera and continued:
âYou know, those old-fashioned old guys in the Simpson family would never let me go. So I cut myself, and when they saw it, they felt sorry for me and let me go.â
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âTake a look.â
He grabbed her hand and touched the place where the needle had sewn.
âIf it had been a little deeper, it would have cut my kidney.â
Stella, who wanted to break free, touched the place where the needle had sewn and subconsciously opened her fingers, pressing down hard.
The wound was pressed by her, and the blood suddenly surged out.
She was startled by the sight of the blood, but also felt that he deserved it, so she gritted her teeth and continued pressing downâ¦
âIt hurts so muchâ¦â
The man pressing on her suddenly lowered his voice, with a slight tremor.
âLet me go if it hurts!â
âItâs not hurting here.â
He grabbed her hands again and put them on his heart.
âIt hurts here.â
When his deeply sunken eyes stared at her face, a hint of sorrow slowly emerged.
âI didnât eat anything for many days just to be able to marry you. I almost died.â
âBut you hid it from me and went to register with other men. Do you know how much it hurts me here?â
He raised his other hand, which was covered in blood, and touched her face.
âIf I hadnât come to stop it, would you have become someone elseâs wife by now?â
Stella turned her head away from his touch, her eyes filled with disgust and hatred.
The manâs slender and weak fingers stiffened in mid-air for a few seconds before suddenly gripping her cheeks.
âWe agreed that once I convinced the Simpson family, you would marry me. Why did you suddenly decide to marry Henry?â
Although he spoke in a relaxed tone, he used full force to pinch her cheeks, causing them to sink deeply.
She remained silent, seemingly unaffected by his actions.
Erin was not angry either. He slowly moved his hand down her cheeks.
The warm fingertips passed over her neck, bringing a dense and chilly feeling as they moved down.
It was as if a revengeful snake had slithered past, leaving behind a coldness that could freeze someone to death in an instant.
Stella endured the humiliation, raised her chin and stared at him coldly. She saw a hint of hatred in his eyes, even more so than her own.
She sneered at the sight of his expression.
Erin has no right to hate her. Everything was caused by him in the first place.