Bride of Retribution: Aloof Billionaire's Dominant Game

”At the time, I was worried that if the master came back and found out, he would definitely be angry because, even though he was in a vegetative state, he was still there. Mrs. Hughes said she had a way to handle everything as long as I went to tell the doctor who was doing the rescue that the family voluntarily gave up treatment and agreed to donate the corneas. She would take care of everything that followed.” The woman’s mouth kept opening and closing while Joshua Hughes seemed almost unable to hear what she was saying.

Is this how he got his eyes?

Were his corneas forcibly taken from someone who hadn’t yet died and replaced on his own corneas that had been corroded by medicine?

Throughout his life, he had done many bloody and ruthless things, but his opponents were those who were wicked or sought to harm him. But this time, this time he truly had nothing to say.

On his handsome and sharp face, he was pale to the point of becoming nearly translucent, alluring like the most handsome and lonely devil. He clenched his fist, pressed it against his thin lips, and the pain as if flesh and blood were being torn apart was ravaging him. Hearing these words in the hospital room was like a bolt from the blue, leaving him somewhat at a loss.

Though no wounds marred his body, it seemed like he was about to be overwhelmed by pain. His tightly clenched fingers whitened at the joints, a sight that was unsettling. What to do, Avery Jane, it seems like what I owe you can never be repaid......

”How dare you do this?” His deep voice seemed wrapped in immense pain and sorrow, even his firm and broad chest trembled slightly. He felt as if he could barely stand after hearing all these recountings. A hint of mist rose in his eyes: ”How can you live with yourselves?” The one tightly-strung line in his heart suddenly snapped, unleashing an unstoppable surge of force and pain.

Sometimes, even regret will become an unspoken sin, but people will never have a chance to regret.

Lucas Yates, you resented me for taking your eyes, so you made me encounter Avery Jane. You blinded me, hurt her, harmed her, destroyed her, until finally, I found out she’s an addiction I can never break free of. You waited until I could never leave her before you let me know all of this?

How could you know that I would rather be blind because once seen, I could never let go. If unreachable, it would be more terrifying than death; how could you understand me? If you truly loved her, how could you bear to let her suffer like this?

In all the spaces, it seemed as if Lucas Yates’s young face was drifting about, slender and genteel, kind and clean, smiling at all this.....

Joshua Hughes’s pale face, lightly pursed thin lips, devoid of any blood color, now eyes that were originally deep and brilliant became like dust-covered pearls. He clearly understood the things he had done, committing the most ruthless acts towards a girl who had no means of resistance or retaliation. The past events, one by one, like knives rotated and plunged into his heart, making his heart’s blood run like a river, bleeding so much that he had no strength left, could only in this pain pray for her not to remember, so he could better repay her, pay her back for all these debts of emotion.

After Lucas Yates died, she was in the Yates Family, in black mourning clothes, without the love of a husband. He could imagine how difficult her life was, and all of this was because of him. Although Lucas Yates would never wake again in this life, he could at least be a pillar of her spirit. Yet, his own mother and the woman in front of him had forcibly destroyed her pillar.

Even more terrifying, he didn’t dare think any further. In everyday life, he saw his mother as a dignified and elegant woman, passionate about charity, but secretly, she could do the craziest things for her family. Unable to rescue? He didn’t want to investigate further, or maybe inability to rescue was an excuse. To transplant fresh corneas for him at the first opportunity, she would do anything. Everyone benefited, like Harper Johnson fulfilling her wish to send her daughter to his side, like his mother, fulfilling her wish to give her son new corneas, but all the pain and despair were left exclusively to Avery Jane.

So unfair, so unfair, but all this unfairness to Avery stems from me, what should I do? What can I do? I didn’t even have the chance to tell you: I love you so much and am so guilty. All your misfortunes come from me, how will you let me repay you?

If one day you know all this, will you take such a sharp knife and stab it into my heart? Will you hate me so much that you would want to carve open my heart and cut it to pieces? Joshua Hughes’s pale face was momentarily dazed, the thick eyelashes covered with fine cold sweat. When he opened his eyes, it was despair like doomsday he saw.

The thin lips carried a bleak smile, desolate as a barren steppe where not a single blade of grass grows.

The truth was like the sharp knife in his hand, stripping his soul from his body, immense pain erupted from his entire heart, filling his whole chest cavity, unable to support even the slightest bit more. Sweat streamed down his sharp features, even when he stood up, his tall, robust figure couldn’t help but sway slightly.

His footsteps were heavy as if filled with lead, as he walked out....

This day was the most devastating one he had ever experienced in his life, making him feel utterly ashamed, despairing, and collapsing.