Let Me Go, Mr. Hill!

Chapter 2740

Chapter 2740

Charity said, “Even without you, Shaun or Rodney would’ve looked for a lawyer. With the three of you banding

together, you could easily have a lawyer send me to jail.”

“Or perhaps, you would’ve gotten another man to send me to jail even without Shaun and Rodney. Maybe Sarah

thought you were the person I loved the most. In that case, my misery and disappointment would be a lot more

intense.”

Charity rose to her feet and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, where she looked at the bustling scene in

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Canberra.

“The thing I regret the most in this life is coming to Canberra with my mom. I should’ve lived with her in the coastal

city. Perhaps my dad truly loved us, but little did he know that his ex-wife had given birth to a twisted devil. That was

the start of a tragedy.”

With her frail and slim back facing him, Chester had the urge to hug her tightly from behind.

Charity’s life had been tormenting and unfortunate.

However, he knew that he did not have the right to hug her.

“Chester, please leave.”

Charity did not look back at all. “Even if you apologize to me a hundred times, I won’t want to forgive you. You said I

was the only person you’ve ever loved, but I can’t respond to that because we’ll never ever be together.”

The simple words ‘never ever’ touched a nerve in Chester.

Those words hurt him so much that he almost fainted.

Charity said, “If you really feel guilty toward me, don’t expose my identity. Now, please leave and stop disturbing

me. You’ve got the answer you wanted.”

Chester had no idea how he walked out of Neeson Corporation.

Dressed in a pair of slippers and pajamas, he walked on the road in the busy morning like an abnormal person.

“Honk, honk!”

“What a psycho. Didn’t you look at the traffic lights before you crossed the road?” Someone honked and raged.

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Chester turned around and fixed a death stare on the car.

The owner of the car was terrified by his stare. “Do you have a death wish? You can die elsewhere, but don’t drag

me down with you. I don’t want to go to jail.”

Chester walked toward the car slowly without saying a word.

After that, he placed his hands on the hood and curled his finger. “ Come and hit me. I want to know how it feels like

to die.”

The driver was stunned. “What a f*cking psycho.”

“Yeah. Now you know I’m a psycho.” Chester laughed. “Not only am I a f*cking psycho but also a sc*mbag. Do you

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