The veins on Mitchelâs forehead instantly stood out.
His suspicion had been spot on! Katie had indeed intended to poison Raegan.
In an instant, a fierce flame ignited from the soles of his feet, burning up to his eyes.
His beautiful eyes were scorched a bloodred.
âYou wanted to poison Raegan?â Mitchel spat out each word forcefully, as if grinding them between his teeth, his heart filled with visible hatred and madness.
Katie showed no regret, completely indifferent.
âOf course.
If Iâm going down, none of you are going to do well! Especially you!â
Katie raised her index finger at Raegan, her teeth clenched in anger as she snapped, âIf it werenât for you, I wouldnât be in this mess! You bring bad luck!â
Even at this moment, Katie refused to acknowledge her own faults, instead placing the blame entirely on others.
âIf it werenât for you, Mitchel wouldnât be counting down his remaining days due to the lethal poison! That syringe was meant for you.
Your childâs miscarriage happened because you deserved it.
You should never have been by Mitchelâs side.
Youâve only brought him disaster.
Every time heâs hurt or in grave danger, itâs all because of you! You are a cursed, ill-fated presence! You are a doomed ominous woman!â
Raegan was left without words, stunned by Katieâs insanity and the nonsense she spouted.
âCrack!â A sharp sound echoed.
The index finger Katie had used to point at Raegan was forcefully broken by Mitchel.
âAh!â Katie screamed in agony.
âYou!â Mitchelâs long-restrained anger finally exploded at this moment.
âShut the f@ck up!â
None of Katieâs actions were forgivable.
With her attempt to shoot Raegan and inject Raegan with poison, Katie deserved to get rotten in the hell.
Mitchel bent his good knee, crouching down, and then swung his hand, delivering a harsh slap to Katieâs face.
This was the first time Mitchel had ever hit a woman in his life.
He had always been repulsed by the idea of men hitting women, and his upbringing had taught him never to resort to physical violence against women.
But now, even just a slap didnât feel sufficient to release the hatred he harbored inside.
Mitchel then clenched his fist and smashed it against Katieâs face, causing her already terrifying face to quickly swell and distort even more.
Still fuming, Mitchel hit Katie again, determined to stop only when he finally made her pay for what wrongdoings she had done all this time.
Raegan was left dumbstruck watching this.
The usually calm and composed Mitchel had lost control, brutally beating Katieâs already distorted face even more.
The unyielding strikes clearly aimed to eliminate the malicious Katie.
âYou deserve to die! I wonât wait for Lorenzoâs family to do it.
Iâll send you to hell myself!â Mitchel declared, picking up a military knife from the ground and aiming it at Katieâs throat, poised to strike.
Seeing that Mitchel was on the verge of committing murder, Raegan rushed over and seized the hand that held the knife, imploring urgently, âMitchel, calm down! You canât do this! We should leave her fate to the proper authorities.
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This was, unmistakably, an act of homicide! Even for the gravest criminals, according to Ambrosia law, revenge killing outside of self -defense was not justified.
One wrong move, and they might find themselves accused of murder.
Mitchelâs clean record couldnât be tarnished because of this, because of her.