“Adriana gave everything up for me. She willingly forfeited her inheritance, endured countless painful extractions—just so she could fuse with my sperm. Even those dead babies of yours... they became my nourishment.”
My head shot up, my voice trembling.
“What did you say?”
He sneered, lips curling in triumph. “Why do you think Adriana never let you see the babies after she miscarried? She always said they were buried, right? No—she just didn’t want you to know. I told her eating them would strengthen my body.”
A wave of despair, rage, and disbelief crashed over me.
That’s why she never let me see the babies?
For Khalil... she went that far?
He laughed cruelly.
“Don’t give me that pitiful look. Who can you blame but yourself? Useless father, useless man. Your kids were only ever good enough to feed me.”
I couldn’t take it anymore.
With all the strength in my broken heart, I raised my hand and slapped Khalil hard across the face.
But the slap never landed on Khalil’s face.
Adriana yanked him behind her and took the blow for him.
She shoved me hard to the ground, glaring at me with fury.
“Allen! What are you doing?!”