Nigel fell to his knees. "Jenna, please forgive me. Don't leave me, please. I was wrong, completely wrong. You can beat me or yell at me, but I beg you—just don't leave me."I looked at him expressionlessly. His actions no longer moved me. In fact, they only disgusted me."Would you forgive the person who killed your father?" I fixed my gaze on him. "Nigel, you had my parents and brother tied up and thrown into the sea, didn't you?"He froze. Then, trembling, he asked, "So you knew everything?"Nigel reached out to take my hand. "I was mistaken. I thought your father was the one who killed mine. Jenna, I didn't mean to."I jerked my hand away and slapped him across the face."You didn't mean to? But you had my family killed! And you injured me, leaving me unable to have children for the rest of my life. Nigel Heath, you're a heartless monster."Nigel remained kneeling, begging me. "Yes, I'm a monster. I deserve to die a thousand deaths," he said, slapping himself. After a few sl
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