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Y–y–ve-” he lost the support of his legs and fell to the floor. “Pl- pleas- please, don’t kill me!” a

“Why should I not?” the voice asked.

Mr. Wales looked fearfully at the woman who was sitting on the top of a black car. She was wearing all black and was stroking a gun and looking lonely and sad. Her beautiful face looked like it had never graced a smile before.

The face looked exactly like that of his second wife Alice!

Mr. Wales‘ fear wasn’t bred from how his wife’s face was looking right now, but why and how she returned from death!… Or, Wasn’t she dead?

Seeing the look on Mr. Wales‘ face, the person said; “I’m not who you’re thinking I am, but good that you still remember this face.”

Immediately Mr. Wales heard that his brain jolted. The image of the woman who he killed her newborn daughter at the hospital flashed through his mind.

“Y–y- you are-”

“Don’t cause me to waste my time. I’m Alex, Alice’s twin sister.”

looked lifeless and exhausted. It was all clear

newborn baby was Alex, and her twin sister

of what you told my daughter when she visited you this morning,

was the child that his wife,

Wales‘ face slowly turned from fear to confusion. His brows slightly furrowed as he tried to understand his own belief that was slowly clouding

that confused face. You accused my twin sister of cheating on you and having someone else’s child. So for

ever come across. My sister loved you like her life, which was why she was willing to cater to your whims and

the high echelon“. Even when she found out about your betrayal, she didn’t take anything from you and allowed you to live on with your

kill her baby which she brought into this world through agony and the threat

the labor room just to push out that child! She detested C.S. because you once told her you don’t like scratches on

got her injured

it signified!!!” Alex roared. Her eyes

he was hearing, it was already clear that he would die tonight, but what was scaring

knew his thoughts, she continued after taking a

However, when she died, you didn’t even have the decency to give her

flesh and blood and Jeslyn is my daughter.” Staring at Mr. Wale’s lifeless face, Alex

do you feel knowing you killed your own child? I guess it was

eyes. He felt a painful stab in his heart as a heart–wrenching pain of heartbreak

through the dark sky and the clap

the sky. It was about to rain as the wind was already starting to assault everything on its

gazed at Alex. “Y–you aren’t- aren’t lying to me?” he

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