Traded My Life for His First Love
"Didn't you claim that all she had were scrapes on her leg? Didn't you say she could still live normally even if her leg was broken?"
With bloodshot eyes, Kenneth raised the golf club high and swung it forcefully at Gigi's right knee, showing her absolutely no mercy.
There was a loud crack of her bone snapping, followed by her blood-curdling scream that echoed throughout the villa.
"This was for Estelle," Kenneth declared.
He tossed the golf club aside and added in a frosty voice, "Get out of my house."
Gigi threw her arms around his legs, pleading, "Don't leave me behind. I can't survive without you! Didn't you say that Estelle was my substitute? I'm back now, aren't I? Let her leave, and w
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