Chapter 1887
"Calm down, Mr. Newhouse!"
The crowd gasped as the officers hurried forward, guns drawn, attempting to restore order amid the chaos.
Unexpectedly, a flicker of relief spread across Wilfred's face.
Amidst the chaos, the distinct sound of a gun being loaded resonated, mirroring the clarity of his resolve to end Delilah's life.
Suddenly, the officers formed a barrier in front of him.
"I have no intention of harming the innocent," he declared coldly. "Step aside. I'll accept the consequences after dealing with this ruthless woman!"
"Think it through, Mr. Newhouse!"
"I anticipated this day..." His voice strained. "Anya's unjust death… Even if it's for her, I must condemn this woman to hell!"
Unexpectedly, a bright voice interjected, "If you're truly doing this for her, value your own life!"
A pang gripped his heart, and he stood frozen in place.
His mind was blank as though plunged into a void. He felt a gentle hand on his back and heard footsteps approaching from behind.
Almost
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