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Throughout the entire dilation and curettage process, Fanny felt almost nothing.
It was precisely because of the lack of sensation that the pain came belatedly. She felt as if a knife was slowly
penetrating her heart, and the pain was unbearable.
In the end, her tears dried up along with the pain of the procedure.
When Oliver came to see her, she lay on the bed, her long black hair contrasting against her snow-white skin. She
looked almost ethereally pale, exuding a haunting, broken beauty.
Oliver entered without a word. Holding a towel, he dried her off and then took her hand. Then, he slowly wiped her
fingers clean, one at a time.
Fanny didn’t resist. She wasn’t compliant, either.
She simply had no strength left and was unwilling to talk to this cruel man. However, her eyes remained fixed on
him until he stood up and attempted to leave.
That was when she spoke, asking, “When are you going to let me go?”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe had already made it clear. When she became pregnant again and gave birth to his child, he would release her.
“Do you want to get out as soon as possible?” Oliver asked.
Fanny nodded. Of course she wanted to!
She still wanted to stand in front of Oliver’s father, and inquire about the truth behind her parents’ deaths.
She wanted to sue him. She wanted to sue the entire Channing family! She wanted every member of the Channings
to pay the price!
But now…
She was trapped here by the son of her parents’ enemy. She couldn’t do anything. She couldn’t even pay respects
to her own parents, let alone find out their names and surnames.
And…
She had just lost her own child.
A bitter smile tugged at the corners of Fanny’s mouth. She had truly failed as a mother and as a daughter!
The more she thought about it, the more it hurt. She had to force herself to stop dwelling on these matters and
focus on the present.
“Well?”
She let out a painful groan, waiting for Oliver to continue.
“If you want to leave as soon as possible, recover quickly, and let me stay overnight,” Oliver said.
This statement was like a blow to the head. Fanny found it both absurd and amusing. Beyond amusement, she felt a
piercing pain in her heart.
“Am I just a birthing tool to you?” she asked.
“Yes.”
Since she had already given up on their child, he saw no reason to leave her any illusions. Neither did he need to
consider her feelings.
Oliver’s words became increasingly cutting, “Diana refused to marry me. She has always liked Julian. Since I
couldn’t have her, I could only have you. Originally…”
He turned around, and the more painful the expression on Fanny’s face became, the happier he seemed.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmA bloodthirsty smile blossomed on his lips as he continued, “Originally, you didn’t even qualify to give birth to my
child. All of this is your own doing. I didn’t force you to marry me back then, either.”
Yes, it was all her own doing!
Even when the Channings were declining and Oliver needed the most help, she tirelessly worked in the
entertainment industry, filming and accumulating wealth.
Whenever a substantial payment came in, she would immediately call Oliver. She would assist him in smoothly
navigating his succession within the Channings, and refilling the necessary funds.
It could be said that whether it was Oliver or the Channing family, their current glory was entirely due to her
assistance.
After all, during her peak popularity, her salary in the entertainment industry was the craziest.
Even actresses without acting skills could confidently tell reporters, “I earned ten million from this movie.”
And there was Fanny, with both looks and acting talent, and a strong fan base.
It wasn’t an exaggeration that her salary over those two years was easily over eight hundred million.
If they were to include her contributions from her company…
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