Chapter 110: A Scar, Old Feelings Resurface.

But Violet Don's cries could not bring back the man's departing steps. Noah Bates had left, and Violet Don stared blankly at the window's security grille, feeling as though she had been thrown back into prison once again.

Those dark days without a glimpse of daylight returned to her mind unexpectedly, filling her once more with immense fear due to the humiliations she had endured in prison.

Violet Don curled up on the floor, lacking even the strength to run to her bed. She simply lay there, hugging herself, her complexion pale, with large beads of sweat sliding off her face while she muttered deliriously, "Open the door... open the door... let me out..."

"It's not me... I'm not the criminal... let me out..."

Tears uncontrollably streamed down her face, and her eyes were filled with incredible terror, as if she were undergoing some form of torment, helplessly crying out to the void over and over again, "Help... don't lock me up... I didn't kill anyone... it's not me... help..."