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She didn’t hesitate to crush the thousand paper cranes until he calmed down.
“How many years have passed since then, we have both divorced, the promises we made back then no longer count, after all, your promises were not fulfilled.”
“Stop pestering me, it’s really boring. You’re not the only one for me. How many more women are you going to use these tricks on, like Amelia?”
“Now you can play for as many years as you want without anyone stopping you, isn’t that great? Why are you so fixated on me doing something alone?”
The words that were said before are now hitting Edgar right in the forehead.
His heart was extremely bitter, his lips hesitated for a long time, and he finally opened his mouth dryly, saying, “I don’t want anyone else, I just want you.”
“Stephanie, I’m serious. For the rest of my life, I only want to be with you. I don’t want anyone else. If you don’t believe me, you can supervise me. If I ever hurt you again, you can punish me however you want.”
“Not interested, Stephanie said, feeling exhausted. With a casual reply, she turned around without hesitation and walked away.”
“I’ll walk you back, Zayden followed her out, and as they passed by Edgar, he kicked over a few candles expressionlessly.”
The candle flame ignited the thousand paper cranes on the ground, and the fire gradually spread. Soon, almost all the paper cranes on the ground
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were burning.
“This is the origami crane that Stephanie gave me, nothing must happen to it!”
Edgar kept beating the fire on the ground, his bony hands were burned with blister after blister, but he continued to extinguish the fire as if he didn’t feel anything.
However, even though he tried his best to put out the fire, it was still to no avail.
The thousand paper cranes were almost burned to ashes, leaving only a pile of ashes.
The fire extinguishing caused a chaos, the romantic roses also fell to the ground with petals scattered all over, trampled into pieces, making a mess everywhere.
Romance was completely gone.
Edgar clutched the last origami crane in despair, feeling a deep sense of powerlessness.
How could she forgive him in the end?
Was it only when he was repeatedly injured and on the brink of death that she could be satisfied?
The next day, Edgar handed a whip with thorns to the bodyguard.
“Hit me, beat me to near death, then bring me to Stephanie and let me beg for her forgiveness.”
Looking at the whip gleaming with cold light, the bodyguard hesitated.
“Mr. Ferguson, are you really going to do this? It could really be life- threatening! What if Mrs. Ferguson still doesn’t plan to forgive, what
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“You don’t need to worry, you are just a bodyguard I hired. When I tell you to act, you act.”
Edgar said coldly.
He closed his eyes and was extremely cruel to himself, forcing himself to endure the pain.
The bodyguard stopped trying to persuade and instead mustered up the courage to take action.
Crack! The whip came whistling through the air and struck Edgar’s back, the barbs on it tearing off some strands of flesh. In an instant, his clothes were torn apart and the skin on his back rolled open.
“Ugh… Edgar gritted his teeth, unable to control a muffled groan, his face as pale as paper.”
“Continue! he shouted at the bodyguard.”
The bodyguard made up his mind and forcefully whipped again and again.
After countless stabs, Edgar was covered in blood, almost becoming a blood man, with his skin torn and flesh exposed, terrifying everyone.
Cold sweat covered his forehead, and his pale lips had long been stained red by the blood he had bitten out forcefully.
His whole body was covered in bruises, with hardly a patch of good flesh left. He was barely clinging to life.
The bodyguard, in a panic, threw away the whip and, as Edgar had instructed earlier, brought him to Stephanie’s doorstep.
“Mrs. Ferguson? Ms. Sanchez? Ms. Sanchez! Mr. Ferguson is not doing
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well. Please come and see him one last time!”
Hearing the noise, Stephanie furrowed her brow, wondering what trick Edgar was up to again.
Bitter meat strategy?
She gave a cold glance at the bloody figure on the stretcher, feeling no pity, only a surge of unnamed anger rising in her heart.
“Edgar, your trick of pretending to be injured is useless against me! Do you think it’s fun to threaten me with your life? Do you think I will forgive you just because you don’t value your own life? Dream on!”
Stephanie slapped Edgar and shouted sternly.
