Chapter 283: The Truth Hurts So Much.

Violet Don didn't die, though. She tenaciously clung to life, like a cockroach that wouldn't be squashed, struggling so hard to live, while Noah Bates, each time, would ruthlessly stomp on her back, wishing nothing more than to crush her spine.

And now? Everything he wanted came to pass, one of Violet's ribs was broken, the one closest to her heart at that.

Her bones weren't that strong after all, not strong enough to withstand all the injustice and pain. As it turned out, she was fragile, fragile enough to bleed at the slightest touch...

Noah Bates remained silent, sinking into a death-like stillness.

Adriel River said, "These past few days, sit by her bedside and talk to her, Noah. Violet can still hear."

Noah suddenly looked up, as if electrified, "Can I... go back?"

"What you should do now is to make it all up to her," Adriel River clicked his tongue, "though it seems like Violet doesn't care much for your compensation."