"You’ve always known I’ve only seen you as a sister, so why do you have to force to love you?" said Michael Lucas who looked at Yvonne Taylor and laughed coldly.
"You drugged back in the years, and I was fated to et with Wendy. In the end, that was why I married Wendy. You clearly knew that what I felt for you wasn’t love, so you took the step of drugging . Yvonne, eight long years ago, you were already extre in your ans. But at that ti, I was still able to accept you, just because I still valued Harold. Now that you’ve beco what you are today, it’s all because of yourself, you can’t bla anyone else!"
"So? How do you intend to deal with ?" Yvonne was still smiling as she raised her head to look at Michael and asked, "You’re going to kill ?"
"I’ll deal with you like how you’ve treated Wendy," Michael said rcilessly.
Yvonne knew that Michael was serious, and she did not want to die yet.
Yvonne already had no way of making use of Michael’s love for her, and so she could only bring up Harold Wilson, "Aren’t you afraid that Harold’s spirit in heaven will bla you?"
Harold’s death back in the years was indeed related to Michael.
Back then, the three of them went out to play together.
Michael drove the two of them and got into an accident.
Yvonne and he were injured, whereas Harold had an inborn illness in the first place. He did not make it through that crash. Before he passed, Harold entrusted Yvonne to Michael, asking him to take care of Yvonne for her entire life.
Michael knew that Harold liked Yvonne.
Whereas Harold knew that it was Michael whom Yvonne liked. He had initially wanted to make use of the ti to pursue Yvonne slowly and let Yvonne gradually fall in love with him.
The car accident had to happen, and since he could no longer live, he wanted to fulfil Yvonne’s wish. But he had not thought that his entrustnt before his death would have beco a condition for Yvonne to hold onto Michael in all ways.
If it was not for Harold’s condition, Michael and Yvonne would not have had so many complications at all.
Harold was Michael’s best friend back then. This guilt had always haunted Michael.
Therefore, he had been working hard to satisfy Yvonne back in the years, hoping to make up for his mistake back then. But he had trained Yvonne into what she was today.
"It was who drove and got into the accident, causing Harold’s death back then. I indeed am sorry to him," Michael breathed in a deep breath.
After which, he stretched out a hand towards the bodyguard behind him, "Dagger!"
The bodyguard did not know what Michael wanted to do but would definitely listen to his words.
Seeing that Michael was holding onto the dagger, Yvonne shook her head vigorously, "No, no, Michael! Since you know that you’re sorry to Harold, you still intend to personally kill ?"
Seeing that Michael was closing in on her with the dagger, Yvonne was so scared that she fell straight to the ground.
She did not want to die yet.
"Let go, Michael, I won’t dare to anymore next ti." Yvonne cried so much that her eyes were red and swollen. But Michael stopped falling for this trick long ago.
Jake stood at one side and the depth in his eyes was not what one of his age would have.
He had co here precisely because he was afraid that Michael would hold on to the old ties and let Yvonne go.
Seeing Yvonne’s pleas, Jake calmly but firmly said, "If you let her off today, I won’t accept you as my father in this life. You would no longer have any right to bother about the matters of mummy and I next ti!"
Yes, Jake was threatening Michael.
He was still young now, with no way of taking revenge for his mother. But if Michael had really let Yvonne off this ti, he would not forgive this father of his!
Because he was not deserving of it!
"Michael.." Yvonne Taylor had already retreated until she could not. But watching Michael Lucas who was still closing in, she shook her head vigorously.
Michael’s footsteps finally stopped at a position two steps away from Yvonne.
He turned back and looked at Jake Stewart, eting his eyes. It was very hard for Michael to believe that those were the eyes of a five-year-old child.
"Little Jake, close your eyes..." Michael’s tone was a lot gentler.
No matter how intelligent his son was, he was still a child in Michael’s eyes.
He did not wish for Jake to see the gory scene.
Jake very obediently covered his eyes with his hands. But the mont Michael turned his head back, Jake put his hands down.
He wanted to see that bad woman’s consequence with his own eyes. With the distance between Michael and Yvonne, Michael could easily kill her.
Yvonne felt fear like never before.
She had never thought that the man she loved the most would be pointing a dagger at her one day.
Michael slowly raised his hand...
"Michael! I will definitely tell Harold once I die that I was killed by you! I want you to have a guilty conscience for your whole life!" Yvonne used all her might to howl the words out.
As she watched Michael’s dagger co down with wide eyes, Yvonne was so scared that she shut her eyes.
The sound of the dagger stabbing into flesh sounded in her ears. But Yvonne did not feel the least bit of pain.
Opening her eyes, Yvonne saw that the dagger was stabbed into Michael’s chest. Blood flowed along the dagger and to the ground.
Yvonne covered her mouth with her hands, unable to believe what she saw before her eyes.
"Michael, you..." Yvonne’s first reaction was that Michael had let her off, "Why did you do this?"
Yvonne thought that Michael was doing it for her.
"You still love , right?" Yvonne’s tone was suddenly hopeful as she reached out to hold Michael’s hand, "You definitely still love , if not why didn’t you kill but hurt yourself instead?"
Not only did Yvonne think so but Jake had thought so too.
"...!"
Jake saw the scene and was in a panic. He ran with his short little legs to Michael’s side, raised his head and asked him, "Are you really letting her off?"
He had followed to ensure that Michael would not be rciful to Yvonne. But he had co, and Michael had really intended to let Yvonne off.
Jake clenched his little hands into fists.
Michael endured the pain in his chest and used a hand to caress Jake’s little head.
His mouth curved up and his voice was a little weak, "This is what I owed your Uncle Harold, I’ve already returned it now."
Mr. York went up to help Michael stop the bleeding, but Michael raised a hand and rejected him.
Michael’s words dashed Yvonne’s rising hopes. He said that he had already returned his debt to Harold?
That ant that... Michael looked at Yvonne and said word by word, "Yvonne, I haven’t returned what I owed Harold on you all these years, this stab shall return it all. You should also pay what you owed Wendy."
If it was said that Yvonne was in disbelief when she thought that Michael was going to kill her, then now, she was in shock.
In order to take revenge for Wendy Stewart, Michael had actually stabbed himself?
Yvonne started to raise her head and laugh out loud madly.
Just previously, she had ridiculously thought that Michael was still caught up in their old ties and would not want her life.
She knew that Michael’s killing intent had completely been activated.
Her gaze went to Jake standing at the side.
Yvonne already had no way out. She rapidly pulled Jake by the arm and her hands strangled his neck...
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