Chapter 77 Moore’s Diminished Arrogance
Her sobs grew louder, her voice choked with emotion. "Yvette, please, have mercy on me and my unborn child, will you?"
I watched her, her cries tearing at my heart. I could not help but wonder what she was planning this time.
Stepping back, I looked at her and asked calmly, "Why don't you want to leave the country?"
She sobbed, her usual pretense gone, replaced by a pitiful sight. "I'm scared... of Noah. He forced me to leave the country years ago. The two years I spent with him were filled with endless torment. I barely managed to escape and return here. I don't want to go back. If he finds me now, not just me, but my unborn child won't survive either. Yvette, you're about to become a mother too. Please, I beg you, don't make me leave the country. Please, save me and my child."
I watched her, my lips pressed together. If I had not overheard her conversation with Noah that day in the small building, I might have believed her now.
As I watched her tear-streaked face, a picture
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