Five Years Wasted Now They Beg Her Back novel Chapter 276

"Mr. Clarke, why are you doing this?" Felix shook his head helplessly. "Aren't you afraid that once she finds out the truth, she'll end up hating you, too?"

"Hate?"

Damien suddenly laughed, his shoulders shaking, but a single tear escaped from the corner of his eye.

"Hate is good."

"Felix, you don't understand."

"Hate is still an emotion. As long as she hates me, I'll still have a place in her heart."

He turned his head to look at the glittering skyline of Jarrow City, a city of a million lights, but not a single one was for him.

"What I'm most afraid of isn't her hating me."

"I'm most afraid of her being polite to me, calling me 'Mr. Clarke,' telling me to 'have some self-respect.'"

"That look in her eyes… it's worse than death."

Damien took a deep breath, as if trying to inhale all his pain.

"So I'd rather she hate me."

"I'd rather she blame me for everything. I'd rather she stick a knife in my chest than watch her carry everything alone, pretending to be strong."

"She's only twenty-seven…"

"She should have been in my care, living as a carefree princess."

"It was me… it was the Clarke family that ruined her."

A sharp crack echoed through the room.

Damien had crushed the glass in his hand.

Blood mixed with liquor streamed down his hand, but he seemed to feel no pain, his eyes fixed on the photo.

"Felix."

"Yes, sir."

"Tell our people to start making trouble for Gavin Clarke tomorrow," Damien's voice was as cold as ice. "Keep him too busy to go after Grace. And that Lucian Hart… doesn't he like to get physical?"

"Find some people. Teach him some manners."

A chill ran down Felix's spine. He knew his boss was serious this time.

"Understood."

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