34. Like a Crazy Person

*KEATON*

I hate myself because I couldn't save what I should be able to save. If I had known yesterday that she was pregnant, I would have taken her away from this city. I will persuade her or even kneel at her feet so that she follows what I say. And now, it's too late. Because of this man, she risked our child. For God's sake! I hate being in a helpless state like this!

The man approached me after being satisfied with doing everything he wanted. If both of my hands and feet were separated, he wouldn't be able to smile with satisfaction like this. "Open the tape on his mouth," he ordered.

My eyes saw the jar in her hand. Oh my God, my child, my child's fetus. "You are cruel! You don't know how much a child means. I pray that God will punish you!" I swore at him. I don't want my child to be killed before he develops normally. He is a savage man!

"This is the consequence if you dare to fight a Jackwell. Just so you know even this is too light in your punishment," He taunted