Chapter 17

Listening to her words made William feel a mix of emotions, and he laughed coldly. He spoke in a pampering tone that Linda had never heard before, "It was my fault in the past. You can do whatever you want to me." Linda chuckled, finding his words ironic. "What if I want your life, Mr. Wilson?" In William's deep eyes, she saw her own fierce reflection. His gaze was filled with tenderness. "Of course. But, before you take my life, can you let me atone first?" Everything that happened before was because of him. Thus, he deserved to face whatever Linda wanted to do to him. Linda found it laughable. Atone? What kind of useless apology was this? Looking into his eyes, Linda's tone was calm and carefree. "Mr. Wilson, whatever you do now is irrelevant to me. If you really want to atone, then stay far away from me and let me stay in Osmo in peace." Recalling her difficult years abroad, Linda sighed. "I don't ask for much now and just want to live peacefully. I hope you can let me, Mr.