Chapter 523

Melina wasn't there, so Andrew didn't bother to hold back. He hated Dante. He knew the time he'd been imprisoned had nothing to do with Dante personally, but he hated him all the same. After all, Dante was the son of the two people Andrew despised the most. After he was born, the abuse Andrew suffered became even more frenzied. That woman always enjoyed torturing him and then showing off her happy family of three. She'd hoped he'd feel jealous, but he never did. He only felt disgusted. He hated them so much that he wished all three would die. All these years, Andrew had spared Dante only because of Wallace. If Dante kept provoking him, who knew what he might do? Dante stared blankly at Andrew. He barely remembered his parents—he'd been too young. All he remembered was the sight of deep red blood spreading across the floor. On that blood-soaked ground, he could still see a frail, skeletal Andrew. He wasn't sure if he hated Andrew or cared about him. He told himself he hated him b