Chapter 179 Psychological Damage
“How dare you still try to kiss me? Do you even deserve it? Those hands are stained with our child’s blood. Every time I see you, I want to tear you apart! Just leave, okay?”
Anne was too emotional. After speaking, she clutched her stomach and crouched down, curling into a ball.
Her face was streaked with tears. It was hard to tell if she was heartbroken or just furious with Dante, but her face was filled with pain.
Dante panicked at the sight and immediately bent down, trying to hold her.
“What’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell? I’ll take you to the hospital!” said Dante.
Anne bit down hard on his outstretched arm with all her strength, as if she wanted to tear the flesh right off.
Dante frowned. His breath caught in pain.
A trickle of red appeared at the corner of Anne’s mouth. It was his blood.
The blood stained Anne’s cheek. Her hair was a bit disheveled, and her face was still streaked with tears.
The air was filled with a faint sadness.
Chapter 179 Psychological Damage were still in her eyes.
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Her fingertips were white from gripping so tightly. She looked as if she might shatter at any moment.
Dante felt a sharp pain in his heart. His throat tightened, but he couldn’t find the words to speak.
Anne parted her red lips slightly and uttered a single word, “Leave.”
Outside the door, Meryl sensed something was wrong and knocked frantically.
“Dante, Anne isn’t feeling well. Stop agitating her. Whatever you need to say, wait until she’s better, okay?” said Meryl. Her voice
was urgent.
Meryl had been staying with Anne for the past few days and was well aware of her physical condition.
Even though Anne was asleep, she would often wake up in the middle of the night, crying without warning.
She cried in her sleep.
The events of that day had hit her too hard. Meryl knew that Anne was just pretending to have moved on.
The real damage wasn’t physical. It was psychological.
This was why Meryl had been staying with Anne these past few days, refusing to leave her side.
Chapter 179 Psychological Damage Dante stepped out. His eyes were red.
Blood dripped down his arm. Anne had bitten him too hard, leaving a bloody bite mark.
Meryl glanced at him briefly before rushing into the room to help Anne. “Anne, how are you?”
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Anne shook her head slightly. “It’s nothing. I’m just a bit tired. and want to sleep,” she said.
“Alright, then go to bed.”
“But I haven’t taken off my makeup.”
“I’ll help you take it off,” said Meryl.
With that, Meryl walked into the bathroom. She grabbed some makeup remover pads and began carefully wiping the makeup off Anne’s face.
“Sweetie, you’re so good to me. Why don’t you just leave. Chandler and be with me instead?” said Anne.
“You don’t want your boy toy anymore?” asked Meryl.
“Oh right, where’s my boy toy?” Anne’s question reminded her. She glanced at the living room but didn’t see Yancey.
“I was worried you might get hungry later, so I sent him downstairs to buy some snacks,” said Meryl.
Suddenly, there was a sound at the door. It was Dante closing it as he
Chapter 179 Psychological Damage left.
The room fell silent.
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Anne’s eyelids fluttered before she slowly closed her eyes. She lay down on the bed, covering her eyes with the back of her hand.
After all that happened today, Dante probably wouldn’t bother her again.
Everything that needed to be said had been said. He should give
up now.
But there was still a heavy pain in her chest. She should have felt relieved, so why couldn’t she smile?
Anne’s throat tightened as two hot tears finally escaped from the corners of her eyes.
She hated herself for being so weak. What was there to cry about? It was just a divorce.
She was getting a fresh start. She should have felt happy.
“Yes. Be happy,” she repeated in her mind.
Anne forced a smile, one that looked worse than crying.
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