My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 2045

Nathan raised up his hands with an innocent look on his face. "Why should we risk dealing with those peasants when we can simply get rid of our sad past? What's more, I simply played along. The Milton family intended to make us their scapegoats. Luckily, I discovered their plot and managed to escape. They wanted me dead. Hendrix is my son. He'd naturally want to avenge me. Nothing wrong with that, right?"

Anger erupted in my heart. I retorted loudly, "The problem is that you're standing here, alive! You even want Hendrix dead! You wanted to kill him and have destroyed his life. What right do you have to call him your son?"

"You're not qualified to be a father. You are not even qualified to be called a human being!"

Nathan wasn't angry. Instead, a faint smile appeared on his face. "You say that I don't deserve that. What about you? You think you're any better than me? Are you in a better position to stand up for Hendrix than I am?"

"At least I don't treat him as a tool. Unlike you who'd abandon him the moment he's no longer useful to you." Hendrix was feeling very down, so I didn't dare show any form of weakness in front of

Nathan. I resisted the urge to cut him into pieces on the spot.

I wonder how fierce I looked right now. If only I had a mirror.

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However Nathan's smile deepened and he sneered harshly.

Everything I said came from the bottom of my heart, but I still trembled at his reaction. I asked, seriously, "What are you laughing at?"

Nathan looked up at me, his expression looked more restrained now. His inscrutable eyes gave me goosebumps. "Women are so naive. You're selfless and don't take advantage of people. Do you think we're just like you? Let me tell you how Hendrix's hereditary blindness has been controlled up till now..."

"That's enough!" Hendrix interrupted, as though he didn't want to hear whatever it was that Nathan was going to say.

He raised up his hand. Evan and his men, who were standing from a distance away, came forward. They opened the cell door and brought Nathan out.

Two bodyguards came in from the

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door. They brought in a wooden chair and placed it down in front of the cell door. Then, the men who held up Nathan tied him up with some rope. They then took out a piece of metal equipment, wrapped the back of his head but kept his face exposed.

After that, a few bodyguards carried in a large bucket of water and placed it behind the chair. A water pipe was connected with one end placed on top of Nathan's head.

Hendrix approached Nathan and kicked the legs of the chair.

Nathan fell backwards. But, since his body was tied up, he couldn't move.

Hendrix circled around him. He then walked to the water pipe and turned the valve.

Soon, dense water drops dripped onto Nathan's forehead continuously.

I gasped. Was this water torture?

Hendrix walked over to Nathan and bent down. His eyes looked as cold as ice. He then said calmly, "You feel it, do you? A pain that slowly accumulates. How torturous every second feels."

He then straightened himself up, approached me then pulled me outside. Before heading up the stairs, he stopped and looked back. He then ordered his men, "Don't feed him for the next seven days."