It’s Love That Blinds Him – Chapter 84

Malcolm remained perfectly still as he watched Enoch leave. Once he was sure he was alone, he walked to the wine cellar, took out a bottle of wine and poured himself a glass of the dark red liquid. He pressed his lips to the rim of the glass and took a small sip, turning to look at the monitor. Renée’s lifeless body was thrown into the cremator. After a few minutes, nothing but a shocking fall of white bones and ashes came out.

No matter how full of glory a person’s life was, it would turn into nothing more than a pile of ashes and bones in the end. Renee’s biggest downfall was that she thought she was special to Malcolm. But she was wrong. She was barely worth thinking about. The past was the past. Many people didn’t even bother to remember it. Malcolm certainly didn’t remember it clearly. If he had, perhaps he would not have been constantly plagued by what could only be called a nightmarish storm of memories. There wasn’t a little glimmer of anything good, only the overwhelming swell of darkness. Every time he woke up from the nightmare, he would tremble like a rabbit in the tall grass, terrified of the hawk above. It was his greatest failure, his greatest regret, something he could never forget.

This was the beginning of his fall from grace into the endless hell, in which he now lived. This had been the start of the war between Malcolm and this man. It was the night his heart was torn apart by the one he loved. He felt the most incredible pain, the most unforgettable betrayal. This is what turned him into a heartless monster.

always grown the most when they face endless adversity. Being the heir to the Evans family afforded him the luxury of moving freely throughout the Western world. He wore his title like a sort of halo. Lik

lm saw himself as one of the main characters in a book. He was not like the others, struggling and suffering. Since his childhood, he was invincible, untouchable by the harsh realities of life. Even then, he had a sense of superiority and knew that his success depended on the wealth he could accumulate.

of science and facts. He didn’t believe all the stories his grandmother told about ghosts and gods. The rules and customs passed down by his ancestors were only legends for him.

. Of all the women with their false appearances and simpering attitudes, Renée was just an ordinary girl.

was serious about the relationship. But Wilma soon discovered she was wrong. While Malcolm had been rebellious before, being with Renee seemed to have unlocked a whole new level of rebellion in him. Disobeying everything Wilma said quickly became the most exciting thing in Malcolm’s life. He enjoyed the feeling of success and v

enee was part of it all. Over time,

cause Malcolm started dealing with the real world. Or it could have been because Renee had a troubled heart to begin with. That’s when the nightmare began.

all. How could this be when his heart was warmed by the fact that he was going to Renee’s apartment to take her with her for Christmas Eve? He had a gift for her under his arm, protecting him from the snow. He had planned to surprise her. However, the surpris

. He simply stood in the doorway, staring between Renee and the man in stunned silence.

o be betrayed?” » said the man with a small laugh.

ily.

ut it’s a gift for you. I hope you like it,”

idn’t bother to explain. She just snuggled into the man’s arms like a content kitten. It was as i

e?” » Malcolm asked Renee in a strangely calm voice.

? Him? Or me?” the man also asked Renée.

Renee looked up at Malcolm. He could see the str

ased. He gritted his teeth, then smiled slightly. He stared at Renee and said, “Ree, I hope you don’t regret this decision later.” His voice was calm, even.

fists tightly. She hated that dark, lukewarm tone in his voice. She hated how he always chose his family over her. She hated the way Wilma treated her

less than an Eastern goddess. She had been cherished like a treasure since she was a child. It was no wonder she refused to put up with the way Malcolm treated her. It didn’t matter even if he was the heir to the Evans Group. This discontent had been at the origin of all their arguments. Little by little, this unhappiness had grown to the point that it had ruined their relationship. It hadn’t taken much for her to want to break his heart. And the handsome man she was now snuggled into was the perfect reveng

d?

irmly, but it sounded more like she was trying to convince h

een; he looked more like a man.

d the blanket around her and hurriedly left the room. Now it was just Malcolm and the man.

you love, everything you own. Whether I like it or not. I promise you,” the man said standing up and looking defiantly at Malcolm.

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ent before finally managing to tear his eyes away from him and walking away. The man sat back on the bed, laughing at Malcolm’s recoil.

s had started.

Malcolm had to walk through the living room to get to the front door. Renee was sitting on the couch with the blanket wrapped around her naked body, but Malcolm didn’t even look at her. It was as if she was nothing but a

clenched his fists. From then on, he knew that the man would be his greatest rival. One day they would have a showdown, like real men, and put an end to this. They would not cont

e beginning of his new life. Malcolm had ceased to be the arrogant and frivolous young man he had been. And since then, he hadn’t smiled. Not really anyway. When he smiled, it was fake. That youthful tenderness that had once sparkled in the depths of his eyes had disappeared. Instead, it was replaced by cold, callous indifference.

cold and ruthless man to begin with, but he was even more so towards those who betrayed him. There was no mercy when it came to traitors.

ely out of his life. It has become a taboo for him and those around him. Nobody mentioned his name. Nobody dared. This is how Renée became a cursed name.

n to kill her. He didn’t feel anything. It was as if she had never been the person he loved. As if his heart had never fluttered at the sight of him.

s a spark of strange emotion in his eyes, but it was soon swallowed up by his usual cold gaze.

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