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During the acrobatic performance, I watched helplessly as my sedated child was swapped with a dummy.
On the animal training stage, he was eaten bit by bit by the tigers.
I begged everyone desperately to save my son, banging my head on the ground, but was only treated as a madwoman and thrown out.
Later, Xavion rushed me to the hospital with a severe head injury.
After three months in a coma, the moment I woke up, I struggled to tell Xavion about our son's killers. Instead, I overheard his conversation with his secretary outside the room.
"Boss, are you sure this is the right thing to do? Tommy is your own flesh and blood after all. Your wife will be devastated if she learns the truth."
"Melody became depressed trying to save me. You saw how she threatened suicide with a knife that day. As long as she can be happy every day, I'd do anything - let alone sacrifice one child."
Two streams of tears fell from my eyes as I stood by the wall, unable to control my trembling.
Our picture-perfect family was all a lie. The son I cherished more than my own life was just a disposable stress relief tool in Xavion's eyes.

The Circus Tragedy, a Son Devoured By Tigers

Her face always carried a faint smile, quietly listening to the words from my mouth, as if she would never get angry.


Unable to provoke Vivienne, Xavion did more and more things that crossed the line to achieve his goal.


He sought out Melody, whom he didn't even like, and personally orchestrated the killing of his own child.


In the end, he turned himself into a heartless executioner.


It was all because of the deep resentment that lasted for two years, causing him to forget his original intentions and mistakenly believe he actually liked Melody.


"Vivienne... I was wrong, wake up, I shouldn't have held grudges against you... wake up." Xavion called out again and again, finally breaking down in tears.


Xavion didn't know that while he was lying on my corpse, heartbroken, my soul was quietly watching him from the side.


I watched him call my name over and over, as if he truly wished for me to wake up.


Chapter 8