บททั้งหมดของ To Avenge My Ex, I Married A Tycoon: บทที่ 681 - บทที่ 690

Juliana's car ran over those burnt corpses, making some scalp numbing crackling noise. After a series of confrontations, Jordan Castle opened its gate. The gate dropped on the moat, forming a bridge. Several cars drove out from the castle, and quite a number of men wearing chemical protection suits came down to clean the battlefield. There had been outsiders coming to the castle recently. They were either desperate small forces or civilians infected by the Virus, asking for help with their last breath. The people from the castle never showed any mercy to those seeking help. They just left them to die. Layers and layers of rotten corpses were piling right outside of the castle, letting out a pungent smell. The bones of those who died from Virus 23 would be corroded by germs, and even stray dogs wouldn't go near them. The people from the castle would come out from time to time to clear up the corpses. They would burn those dead and living but infected people to death. War required

If we had arrived earlier... would the chances have been better? Why didn't I take her here earlier? God, did you do this deliberately? Connie looked up while staring at the sky through the window. Recently, there had been a fog over the sky in Africa. It looked so gloomy, as if everything might come bearing down at any moment. Why is fate such a cruel thing? After twenty years, I finally learned the truth, and now, I know that my daughter survived. However, I am helpless while I look on as she dies in front of me. In fact, she is dying due to my ruthlessness! The strong always prey on the weak, and those who are weak would end up destroyed. Once upon a time, I used to be one of the weak ones, and I couldn't even protect my love life. I worked hard to become more powerful to ensure that I could control my own fate. Nevertheless, I end up not being able to even save my daughter. I wasn't aware I had a surviving daughter. Her daily necessities weren't even taken care of, and she had

Connie, who had lost all hope, knew that it was impossible to salvage anything. She kept her head bowed while she held onto Hilda's hand tightly. She was trying to preserve the last bit of warmth. God has been so cruel to me, and I'm sure that this is my punishment. That is why I've been punished to experience the pain and despair of watching my daughter dying slowly right before my eyes. Is there a chance of redeeming myself if I were to admit to my mistakes? Suddenly, she felt as if the cold and tiny hand in her grasp had moved slightly. She thought that she was imagining things, but she looked up abruptly. She stared at the person in bed, and her eyelashes fluttered a few times. Her eyelids started quivering, as though she was trying her best to open her eyes. Hilda's lips moved a couple of times with difficulty, and Connie heard her frail and hoarse voice calling out weakly, "Mom." Connie was stunned into silence, and she thought she was dreaming. On the other hand, Linux r

Currently, order had been gradually restored in the African continent, and the traffic had recovered slightly too. The agency was already urging her to return as soon as possible, so she had to take the flight this afternoon. She plucked up her courage to bid Connie farewell. When Juliana saw Connie walking toward her, she greeted politely. "Miss Jordan." "Ms. Hawkins." replied Connie flatly. She sounded cold and distant, as if she was putting up a barrier to keep everybody out, apart from her daughter. It was almost impossible to get a gentle and warm expression from this woman. Juliana suppressed the bitterness bubbling in her chest as she smiled at her. "I am here to bid you farewell. I have a flight to catch this afternoon because I'm returning to Taadi." Connie paused for a while before she said, "You should see my daughter." Juliana nodded and thanked her gratefully. "Thank you very much, Ms. Jordan." However, Connie's next statement sounded unexpectedly cold and cruel. "

Connie had intentions to groom her in terms of career. Hence, while she brought her to several plastic surgeries, she also showed her around her business and taught her many things about it. After her hair, eyes, and fingernails were done, Hilda was still unsatisfied because the scars on her face were still too ugly to be publicly seen. However, unexpectedly, they faced some issues during the skin transplant surgery… As the diameter of Hilda's scar was extremely large, they were unable to perform the traditional method of skin grafting as her face required a patch of healthy skin from her body. Even though her face was already healed, there would be another patch of scar. In short, the process involved the grafting of skin from other parts of her body, but they were unable to do so because there was no extra skin left. It was obviously not what Connie wanted. Hilda had bought many beautiful dresses, but she was unable to wear them because of her scars. As a mother, she naturally