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It was then that Vince realized that the ring on her finger she had always cherished was missing. He started to speak but swallowed back the words.
Eventually, he asked, “Where are you going? I’ll drive you there.”
“No, thanks. I’ve called a cab. It’s coming soon.”
She refused his help so swiftly that he could do nothing but go along with it. Still, he thought that he should still be concerned. Her face was full of sorrow when they talked just now. He was worried that she would end her life, so he tailed the cab she took.
The cab drove and stopped beside a river. Madison stood alone and stared at the water. Even though it had stopped raining, the weather was still cold. Vince wanted to stop her from doing anything rash, but he saw a black MPV stop beside her.
The car door opened, and out came the person whose face was always seen in finance magazines.
Vince was shocked. Could that man be Madison’s husband?
The wind tousled Madison’s hair, highlighting the agony on her already pale face. Hunter subconsciously wanted to raise his hand and tuck the strand of hair behind her ear.
However, he quickly retracted it and asked, “What is it?”
Madison glanced over at him, her eyes cool and indifferent. She looked as if she wanted to make sure that the person standing before her was indeed him.
“Were you behind my family’s bankruptcy?” she asked.
She did not beat around the bush, so he too went straight to the point and answered, “Yes.”
“Are the children yours?” This was her second question. She stared unblinkingly at him. She could have been overthinking things.
However, it was never in his plans to deny this. “Yes,” he said with his usual nonchalance.
Madison approached him and slapped him across the face. “Hunter Williams, you scumbag!”
He grabbed her wrist easily in one hand and brushed the tears on her cheeks with the other. “Does it hurt?” he asked.
“You asshole! How could you treat me like this? What did my family do to deserve this?”
The look on Hunter’s face remained as calm and indifferent as ever when he spoke. “Why don’t you ask your father about what he did?”
Madison swallowed before asking him. “Have you ever loved me, Hunter?”
There was not even a ripple in his fathomless gaze. Slowly, he said, “Never. Since the beginning, you’ve always been nothing but a pawn.”
Her tears slid down her cheeks and fell onto the back of his hand. The breeze blew, taking away any lingering warmth that was left.
“You hate me, don’t you?”
“Yes. This is what you Evanss owe me! You should blame yourself for being Jeff Evans’s daughter! I’ll make you suffer every day to pay for what you’ve done to my little sister!”
“Didn’t your sister go missing long ago? What does this have to do with my family?”
He looked at her in disdain as if he were a ruler laying down judgment.
“Did you know that my sister was being tormented while you were enjoying the affection of the people around you? Take a guess. I won’t tell you the truth. I want you to suffer and live a miserable life without ever knowing what happened! You’ll get a taste of what my sister went through!”
Hunter got in his car after saying, “I’ll be waiting at the City Hall at nine tomorrow.”
Madison rushed over to his car and started hitting the car door. “Tell me, what happened to your sister?”
However, the driver slammed his foot on the accelerator, and the car zoomed out of sight, making her lose her balance and fall to the ground.
The wind blew bitingly cold on her face. Madison was frozen to the core, but she pushed herself up and continued chasing after the car.
She overestimated the current condition of her body and only ran for a couple of feet before crashing back to the ground.
The car door opened. She saw a pair of shiny, tailored leather shoes halt before her. Slowly, she moved her sight from the shoes and up the trousers until she met Hunter’s cold and unnerving gaze.
“Hunter …” Madison muttered weakly.
A pair of slender hands reached out to her. In a trance, Madison thought she caught a glimpse of the young man she had fallen head over heels for all those years back. She could not help but stretch out her hands to him.
Just as their hands touched, Hunter pulled back, extinguishing the light in her after giving her false hope and causing her to fall once more.
She had not injured herself before this, but when she slipped this time, she cut her palms on the pieces of shattered glass on the ground. Blood started trickling down her palms to her arms.
A shadow seemed to flit across Hunter’s face, but he stayed motionless.
Madison was stunned. Back then, he would rush her to the hospital in the middle of the night even though she merely had a cut on her finger.
She remembered the doctor chuckling and saying, “Thank goodness he brought you here in time. Otherwise, your wound would’ve healed on its own.”
The man before her and the one in her memories were the same person. He had the same eyes and face. Looking back, she realized that the concern he once showed for her was nowhere to be seen, replaced by a shade of icy indifference.
In a cold voice, Hunter said, “Madison, do you really think that I don’t know you? You could easily run a mile and do a somersault. Do you expect me to believe you’d fall after running just a couple of steps?”
He stared at her, the mockery in his eyes like a knife cutting through her.
Madison bit her lip and tried to explain. “It’s not like that. I’m not lying to you. I’m just a little weak because I’m sick—”
Hunter did not wait for her to finish. He crouched and tilted her face upward to face him. His rough fingers brushed her dry, chapped lips.
“You truly are your father’s daughter. You two are pretentious to the extreme and would put on a stupid act just for some money.”
Those words stung more than the cold wind, and they stabbed at her heart repeatedly. She swatted his hand away from her face.
“My father is an upright person. He would never do anything to harm anyone!”
Hunter sneered. He decided he no longer wanted to discuss this matter with Madison and plucked a check from his wallet instead. He carelessly wrote on the check, held it in between two fingers, and placed it in front of Madison.
“Do you want this?” he asked.
Five million dollars certainly was not a small amount. It would spare Madison the headache of securing funds for her father’s medical bills. However, she did not take the check because Hunter would not be so kind to her.