She was shocked, and then panic set in. Now she had nothing left and her only hope was Nash. If he gave up on her too, she would truly be at rock bottom with little chance of ever recovering.

"Nash," Miranda instantly began to cry. Ignoring the pain, she crawled toward him again. "I was wrong. I know I was wrong. Please don't do this."

As she crawled, Nash looked at her as one might look at a dog. He lowered his head but maintained a superior posture, a cold smile playing on his lips. His fingers gripped her chin. "Wrong? Do you know what you did wrong?"

This question left Miranda stunned. What had she done wrong?

She didn't think she was wrong at all. She needed to submit to Nash to survive in this cruel world. "Whatever you say I did wrong, I was wrong. I'll never do it again. Please forgive me this once." Tears fell from her eyes, making her look pitiful. She hoped Nash would show her some mercy.

Nash shoved her away with disgust, causing her head to tilt. He then took a disinfected towel and wiped his hands. "Miranda, you can bow and scrape to survive, but I don't see any real remorse in you." Miranda scrambled up, asking, "What do you want from me?"

stared at her coldly. "When you poisoned Nina, did you ever

told you before, as long as you marry me, she'll get the

veins on his forehead bulged. Furious, he grabbed her by the throat. "Where's the antidote? Do you have it? Say it

played along to get close enough to find it. But t was even harder than he had imagined. The antidote was. experimental and not very

was terrified and began to tremble. She struggled to speak,

disgusted by her words. Every sentence began with

going to die in

her. She gasped for air, coughing violently as she collapsed to the floor, utterly drained of

this is too easy," Nash said coldly. "You deserve

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