Todos os capítulos de The Rejected Wife's Secret Empire: Capítulo 61

He pressed his torn, actively bleeding fingernails directly into the sharp crevice of the massive stone wall, and for the first time in his entire miserable life, the great Aryan Singhania openly wept.The tears weren't just hot; they felt like corrosive acid burning down his freezing, dirt-caked cheeks. The quiet, muffled sobs aggressively shook his bare, bruised torso, sending excruciating shockwaves radiating from his violently shattered left arm straight into his failing heart. He didn't wipe the tears away. He just let them freely mix with the freezing mud and the fresh crimson blood continuously dripping from his mangled right hand.The relentless ticking of the clock in his mind was the only thing keeping his exhausted brain conscious. Thirty minutes. He dragged his heavily bruised knees across the wet grass, moving agonizing inches at a time along the base of the boundary wall. His torn fingernails were now completely shredded, the delicate nail beds entirely exposed and screa