At that, a glint flashed across Micah's eyes, which slowly regained focus.

He turned his head to look at Shannon before stiffly lifting the corners of his lips. “I owe you an arm, and now I'm returning it to you, so why won't you accept it? Shanny, do you really want to cut ties with me?”

Shannon scoffed coldly and retorted, “You think you can repay everything you owe me just by severing your arm? We're not children anymore, Micah. Don't be so naïve.”

Micah lowered his gaze and glanced at his bandaged right arm. A faint smile could be seen forming on his pale lips.

“Even if I can't repay you what I owe, it still feels good to know that you at least have an ounce of sympathy for me. This proves that you're not as merciless as you seem to me. As long as you still have hope for me, I'll be able to muster enough courage to continue living the rest of my life.”

Shannon violently shook his hand off, exerting so much strength that she affected his injury. The intense pain that assailed him made Micah tremble, and beads of sweat could be seen forming on his forehead.

Shannon subconsciously stole a glance at his arm and saw that the white bandage was tainted red. His wound must have been torn apart.

“Stay still. I'll get the doctor to help you with your wound. You better listen to me. Stop threatening me with your arm. Anything you do is useless before you gain revenge for our son.”

A faint half smile emerged on Micah's face.

Does that mean she'll consider forgiving me after I gain revenge for our child?

Micah hoped that he and Shannon could stay alive rather than dying together.

The concept of reuniting with her in the next life was too much of an illusion, and he dared not hope for that. To him, being able to hold on to her in this life was good enough.

After avenging his son, he would then quit Tarragon and travel the world with Shannon. They would lead a quiet and peaceful life from then on.

He still had his whole life ahead of him, so he was confident that one day, he would be able to soothe the pain in her heart and make her accept him again.

Of course, it didn't matter even if Shannon refused to accept him. He was willing to stay by her side and protect her until the end of his life.

At the Shelbert Condominium, Bailey got up and headed toward the door as the doorbell was ringing.

When she opened the door, she saw Lionel standing outside, which wasn't a surprise.

“Aren't you fast? She just arrived not long ago, and you're already here. Well, what do you want? Vicky plans to stay with me for a few days, so if you're here to pick her up, you don't have to.”

Lionel was emanating a faint frosty aura as he stood there, a steamy air surrounding him.

It was raining cats and dogs outside, and the man appeared damp.

“I'm her husband, so it's only right that I came to bring her back to the Gezmond residence. She has no reason to stay at your house mostly because it's inconvenient, for Mr. Luther is staying here as well.”

Words eluded Bailey when he mentioned the word “husband.”

That's true. This man is Vicky's husband, so what right do I have to stop him from bringing his wife away? Furthermore, what he said wasn't wrong. Artemis lives here as well, so it wouldn't be convenient for Vicky to stay the night.

“Bay, it's okay. I'll follow him home.”

Victoria's voice came from behind, and Bailey instinctively turned to look at her. “It's fine. I'll tell Artemis to move back to the Luther residence for the time being. You can stay here. It's no big deal.”

Victoria merely smiled and shook her head. “That won't do. I would be committing a huge sin if that were to happen. You're now pregnant, and Mr. Luther is so worried about you that he's practically sticking to you like glue. How could I separate you both?”

“Vicky...”

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