Chapter 298: Viktor Yareach

Years of torture, years of being an outcast, and all those days blamed for her mother's death. That is what the man in front of her reminded her of. With midnight-black hair and gray eyes, he was a direct male version of Elize. All those years alone with no one but a superstitious mother-in-law to keep him company had taken a huge toll on him. 

His once handsome face had grown worry lines and wrinkles. But the dark circles under his eyes were quite new to Elize. After all, it had been only a year since they had parted, and now, the man looked like walking death. His shoulders were drooping, and his beard had overgrown. With the crazy look in his eyes, staring at Irina from where he stood, her father looked like a madman.