Chapter 295 Kickstarting Karma
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Lauren said. “Are you trying to justify yourself by throwing me into the orphanage, or by stealing a kidney
for Willow?”
Her voice grew colder with each word, each one stabbing into David’s heart like a knife.
“You heartless beast, harming even your own wife and child, whatever end you meet is your own doing. The fact that you still have the gall to beg me is laughable. After saying this, Lauren kicked David away harshly.
David fell to the ground, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. Yet, he seemed numb to the pain, continuing to plead desperately with Lauren, his cries for help muffled and unclear.
Lauren stood still, watching David struggle on the ground without a hint of sympathy in her eyes
“I told you before, I came here just to see for myself the miserable fate you and Willow would meet. Now that I’ve seen it, I can rest easy.
Fear filled David’s eyes. No. I can’t stay here, I want to leave. I want to go home.
He wanted to say, “Laurie, can you forgive me? It was Sharon, that deceitful woman, who tricked me. It was all Sharon and George’s fault.” But no matter how many thoughts raced through his mind, he couldn’t voice them.
Lauren’s gaze shifted from David to Willow. Willow looked like a drenched dog, bedraggled and grimacing at her.
Lauren gave Willow a slight smile, “Willow, my kidney has been in your body long enough, don’t you think it’s time to give it back?”
Willow seemed not to understand, frozen under Lauren’s icy stare, then her body began to tremble. She scrambled back, ending up in the pigpen.
Lauren approached slowly, seeing Willow curled up in corner, hugging herself and shivering miserably.
But Lauren felt no pity for her. She glanced at the sky.
The weather had been clear when they entered the countryside, but now it had turned overcast, with thunder rumbling in the distance.
Those who had hurt her had received their karma, enduring punishments more unbearable than what she had faced; her heartache was finally settled.
“Mr. Brooker, it looks like it’s about to rain. Let’s take Willow and get out of here.”
Felix nodded and signaled to Gael.
Understanding the cue, Gael strode up to David’s father his voice cold and commanding. The key to the chain, hand it over.”
His commanding presence overwhelmed the old man, who quickly fished out the key and handed it to
Gael.
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chain firmly, showing no gentleness as he yanked it, pulling Willow out of the filthy enclosure like dragging a rag doll through mud.
Willow sensed the danger and struggled desperately.
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But now frail and weak, she couldn’t resist Gack; he dragged her along the chain like pulling a dog, forcing her to crawl forward.
Felix again crouched before Lauren, his voice gentle, “Luric, come on. I’ll carry you.”
This time, Lauren didn’t hesitate and slowly climbed to his back. Together, they made their way along the winding, muddy path, heading out of the place.
David’s eyes remained fixed on Lauren, his voice unclear and tears and snot running uncontrollably down his face, mixing with the mud, making him look utterly pitiful.
But no matter how he wailed, Lauren never looked back.
Annoyed by David’s crying, his father picked up a broom from the yard and started hitting him. “Stop crying, you’re not dead yet, why the mourning? You’re just bad luck.”
After a harsh beating, David was knocked unconscious, and the old man, gasping for breath, tossed aside the broom, glanced at David lying motionless on the ground, and scoffed disdainfully, showing no concern for his son’s well–being.
Soon, large raindrops began to fall fiercely and without warning, quickly enveloping everything in a curtain of rain.
The rain intensified rapidly, and soon, David was soaking wet, lying miserably in the mud, the rain washing over his scarred body, yet no one cared.
Meanwhile, Gael struggled to pull Will
through the mud.
Willow stumbled in the mud, her nails broken, palms raw, while Felix carried Lauren, his steps steady yet heavy, each footfall splashing in the mud puddles.
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