Chapter 910:
“Millie—”
Before he could continue, a hard slap landed squarely on his cheek.
His cheek burned. When he looked up, Millie’s cold eyes pierced straight through him.
As his lips parted to speak again, another blow struck.
One slap after another rained down, each sting sharper than the last. Millie said nothing, striking him again and again.
Brandon’s face swelled, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.
Tears slid down Millie’s cheeks.
Both of their children were gone.
And now he dared to talk about amends by asking her to have another child with him?
Her palm throbbed and went numb.
Her right hand trembled slightly as she stared at Brandon, his head lowered in shame. Her jaw tightened.
“Brandon, I detest Vivian, but…” Millie forced down her emotions, her reddened eyes locking on him.
When he finally raised his head, sorrow clouding his expression, Millie delivered her words with cutting clarity. “What I can’t forgive, what drives me mad, is your blind stupidity. Yours and mine.”
She loathed herself for her own foolishness in those days—for trusting him, for believing that despite everything, the love they once shared meant he would never hurt her.
Only later did she learn how wrong she had been.
𝓢𝓽𝓸𝓻𝔂 𝓻𝓸𝓸𝓽: 𝓰⍶𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀﹒𝓬𝓸𝓶
“I want Vivian, the one who caused all of this, to face her punishment,” she said. “But Brandon, don’t think you’ll escape either!”
Vivian’s scheme might have set him up, but the one who ignored her after she fell down the stairs was him.
It was also Brandon who never once came to see her in the hospital.
And later, after learning Serena was Millie, it was once again Brandon who still clung tightly to the Bennett family’s wealth. Every cruel turn, every betrayal—Brandon was in it.
Brandon laughed bitterly, tears spilling down his face as his whole body shook with emotion.
“How can I fix this?” he asked. “Millie… tell me, what do you want me to do?”
What price could ever be enough?
If she gave him the word, he would pay it.
If she allowed him even the smallest chance, he would give everything he had—if only she could forgive him.
Millie stared at Brandon as his head bowed, his posture heavy with humility and desperation.
She brushed away the tears clinging to the corners of her eyes.
“There’s no way you can ever make up for it,” she said hoarsely. “Brandon, you’ll never be able to make up for it in this lifetime.” Some things, once lost, could never be restored.
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