Chapter 1065 Wandering Thoughts

Azalea staggered under the force of the slap but this time, she didn’t cry out in pain, nor did she offer any explanation or attempt to evade. She came back to the exact same spot she stood in with determination.

She could understand how Olivia felt.

Olivia didn’t waste time talking either as she delivered another slap in full force that made her palm tingle with numbness.

Azalea, knowing she deserved the beating, remained silent.

If it weren’t for her, Eugene wouldn’t have been injured, let alone come close to death. She could have kept Eugene grateful toward her for the rest of his life, but she had chosen the path of self-destruction instead.

After Olivia continuously slapped her four more times, Azalea finally whispered, “I’m sorry.”

Her tears started to fall.

felt the weight of her guilt. She knew she owed them

was all her fault for being so unbelievably stupid by creating this tragic drama entirely on her own. Whatever punishment she received, she deserved it. But not only that, her actions had brought suffering upon Eugene

incident buried deep within her heart, or Eugene would end up hating her to

up being Eugene’s life savior,

didn’t want to bring up this matter. Eugene would seek her

hands were bound when I was pushed off the container. Eugene also jumped down after that, but I had already been washed away by the waves and was slowly sinking by then. He only found me when we were some distance away from where we fell. And just as he was undoing the rope

her words became incoherent because of how hard she was

got injured. I thought of ending my life right there and then, but Eugene wouldn’t let me. They fought in the sea for a long, long time until that man had no strength left to fight back. But Eugene began to sink little by little due to excessive bleeding. Still, he tried his best to hold onto me so that

eyes looked like they were covered in a layer of frost when she glared at Azalea. “Eugene has paid you back for the life he owed you. We

immediately turned around and left

face and squatted on the ground

had come to a

part of his scheme in Nambahd was just a pretense to deceive her father. That man hadn’t really

looked at the thick, heavy door, mixed emotions filled her chest. It was

a form of love? If not, what exactly is love? If I was the one who fell today, would he

Olivia took a

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