Chapter 908


    "Just grit your teeth and it''ll be over soon." Mason cast his gaze to the ground. "What''s this pain


    compared to death?"


    I pursed my lips and asked faintly, "Who is this ''she'' you speak of?"


    If he wanted me to cut my face, I had to at least know who this debt belonged to.


    "Samantha Grant." Mason looked at me with scarlet eyes. "She was only 18 when she left. It was a


    beautiful age. You''re 30 now. Having your face disfigured now i s a light punishment."


    I sneered. "What''s her rtionship with Theo?"


    Mason squeezed his eyes shut, and there was a sorrowful look on his face. "I can''t believe you


    don''t know this. Looks like everyone in the Grants has forgotten about her. I''ll never forget her or the


    scene of her jumping into the river."


    After a pause, he continued, "She was a child the Grants adopted. She was considered Theo''s


    cousin. Logically speaking, I should be settling this debt with Theo, but no matter what I do, it


    seems to not hurt him at all. I have no choice but to inflict it on you because only you can cause him


    pain."


    "That''s ridiculous!"


    I could not believe that an outstanding man like him could be this selfish and scary.


    "Ridiculous, you say?"


    Mason sneered. "Since he caused me to lose someone important, I''ll do the same to him. Isn’t that


    very fair? Besides, I''m kind enough to not im your life. I''ll just disfigure you."


    Heidi once told me that there was a grudge between Theo and Mason. I thenter heard rumors


    that it probably had something to do with a woman.


    However, I had no idea what exactly happened between them.


    Was it not absurd that Mason was using me as a tool t o get back at Theo?


    Mason looked at me with sorrow andplicated emotions in his eyes. "Sometimes, I think you and


    her are really simr. I can see her shadow in you. You have the same kindness, so I was actually


    sincere about helping you get away from Theo. If you had just left him back then, all of this wouldn''t


    be happening now."


    I pursed my lips, not knowing what to say.


    He seemed uninterested to hear my response and continued to lookpassionately at me,


    saying, "Had you left Theo at the time, your life wouldn''t have been the same. I wouldn''t have met


    Cecilia, much less hurt


    you."


    After a pause, he continued with a vicious aura, saying, "Theo has hurt so many people. Don''t you


    think he deserves to die? He''ll always control the people around him under the pretense of love. No


    matter how much you hate him or resist him, he''ll sanctimoniously promise to be good to you and


    do things that he thinks are good for you. Yet in reality, he''s constantly hurting you.


    I frowned. "You''re too radical.”


    "I''m too radical?”


    Masonughed in anger. "Did I say anything wrong? Theo has done so many hurtful things to you


    but says that he loves you. You hate him but have no way of retaliating against him, so you willingly


    hold back the pain and dilemma in your heart in order to stay by his side. I’m the same. He has


    indirectly caused me to lose the person I loved the most and put me through hell, but he was also


    the one who pulled me out of hell. I hate him but can''t ruthlessly retaliate against him. Who exactly


    should I me?"


    What made us human was simply the fact that we had feelings and desires. However, when


    feelings and desires werebined, it would make us an extremelyplicated person.


    I looked at him, unsure if I pitied him or felt sorry for him. I simply said, "So, you want him to feel


    pain through me?”


    He smiled. "That''s right.”


    I cast my eyes down at the dagger on the floor. "If I die, you''ll inevitably turn against each other.”


    "I know that." There was a sorrowful look on Mason''s face. "That''s the best way. When we be


    enemies i n the future, we won''t have to worry so much anymore. Neither of us will feel guilty.


    Neither one of u s has to bury our wounds in our hearts.”


    Love and hate were distinctly separate. It was easier said than done. How could it be that simple?


    I picked up the dagger from the ground and mildly said, "Can you guarantee that Munchkin will grow


    up unharmed?"


    I was afraid it would be difficult for me to raise Munchkin in the future if this dagger came down on m


    e.


    He nodded with a calm look on his face. "Of course. He''s my son. I''ll take good care of him and give


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