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Valerie cried out as she tried to move her hand. With difficulty, she let her back meet the bed's headboard and pulled her bandaged hand to her chest feeling extreme pain in her wrist bone.

He really had broken her hand. She closed her eyes taking a deep breath. Using her free hand she wiped her tears away.

"So you woke up." She didn't open her eyes as she already knew who it was. She wasn't scared. She wasn't afraid. She was just tired. Tired of enduring this pain.

Her head was resting against the headboard as she was tired of everything. Why is it so hard for her fate to let her be in peace? If she had two days of peace her life does good in giving her several months of pain.

"I am sorry Mio Angelo. You just angered me so much. It's your fault you should know better than to anger me when you know in anger I can't control myself." He said making her internally chuckle. What a psychotic actor!

She still said or did nothing. A small hiss left her lips when he touched her bandaged hand to pull it towards him but she flinched back.

"Ok ok, I wouldn't touch you just relax." He said as he didn't touch her hand. He bit his lips watching her face. Her face looked pale yet the dried tears were evident on her skin.

He didn't know why but he indeed felt a little bad for hurting her to this extent. But again it's her fault she should know better than to trigger him. He wouldn't have broken her hand if she hadn't pushed him away.

Even his temple had a little bandage on it. Valerie's blow on his forehead had left a bloody bruise on his forehead but it was nothing against what he had done to her.

"You think he's a saint." He said finally making her open her eyes. Her bloodshot eyes met his who had a small smirk on his face.

"He's no better than me. He's a monster in disguise." He said staring at her with his dark gaze as he mentioned Sinister.

"If I am a bastard who had kept you as a mistress with me then tell what is he? A man who bought you from my father what is he then? "

Her heart fell in her stomach hearing his words. Sinister bought her. Even though inside her there was turmoil going on she still didn't show him any emotions just stared at him blankly which indeed successfully frustrated Xavier.

"My father sold you to him in exchange for a project and he bought you. I told you he's no saint. He had been fooling you all this time. You know why I hate him so much." Xavier leaned to her face staring in her swollen emotionless spheres.

"He killed my mother." Still no response from her.

He slammed his palm against the headboard beside her head in a try to scare her but her eyes just stared at him tired of everything. She didn't even flinch this time it was like she has turned a statue.

"Tomorrow morning we are getting married I will bring a marriage certificate you need to sign. And this time you have no choice." With that, he walked out feeling extremely annoyed by her.

Her emotionless behavior was getting on his nerves. As soon as he slammed the door walking out tears slipped from her eyes as a small chuckle left her lips.

So that's why he was present there on that night. He already told her he went there to bring something that's belongs to him. So that something was her. She trusted him beyond herself.

She doesn't even know anymore what to think. Maybe he bought her to save her but again she felt like a burden. How can someone be this dependent on others? She thought as she grabbed her hair with her other hand and pulled her hair.

Her swollen eyes started squinting even more because of the continuous shedding of tears. She was tired of enduring this pain. This poisonous pain. It's killing her and her enduring limit has ended.

Her eyes slowly detached when she heard the crack of the door opening. Her eyes met those dark familiar ones. His eyes held nothing. No sympathy. No mockery. Nothing.

He walked towards the sofa near her bed taking a seat on it. "Alice is no more." Valerie closed her eyes feeling a pang of pain. She already knew that Alice has committed suicide Sinister had told her.

"You know why I helped him to catch you?" He said making her look at him with her bloodshot eyes. Chris's eyes were bloodshot as well not because of tears but of anger.

"Because I wanted to see you dying in front of my eyes. You know what Valerie. I have one escape for you." He said staring at her making her realize what he was hinting on.

"My Alice died because of you. Xavier is responsible for bringing you here and you driving my love to kill herself." He said as he stood up and walked towards her.

He placed a small bottle on the side table leaning his face down to her level making her stare in his flaming gaze with her bloodshot ones.

"End your pain. And free yourself. This is the only way because no one will save you anymore. Xavier already had started working on killing Sinister. No one is here for you." Saying that he moved away making her stare at the bottle.

Poison.

He gave her a poison bottle and started walking out but before he could do so her voice froze him in the spot.

"It's not me. It's you." She mumbled but enough audible for him to hear her.

"No woman can endure the pain you were giving her for the whole of her life. There is a limit to everything and your continuous ignorance and lack of humanity derived her to take that step. She didn't die." She said coldly.

" You killed her." Chris shut his eyes feeling an invisible knife stabbing his heart.

"And you know that too." Without hearing her more he walked out slamming the door shut.

From the day, Alice died Chris had been ignoring the voice in his head which was continuously pointing at him telling him that no one but he is responsible for his Love's death. And today after hearing Valerie's words again that voice started screaming at him.

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