Imprisoned While Pregnant, She's Back for Payback novel Chapter 339

Chapter 339 Tess Overhears

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The man’s voice was soft, as if the wind can carry away his words, yet Tess heard every word clear as glass.

A bitter smile touched her lips, sharp as broken glass. Her eyes glittered with scorn.

She shifted her body, and her gaze met Finn’s. His eyes burned with raw sincerity, begging her with every ounce of his soul.

“Give me a chance to take care of you and the child. Let me make things right. I know you’ve carried pain no one should ever endure. But the child cannot grow up without a father.”

Finn poured out his heart, each word heavy with regret. He was desperate for her forgiveness.

However, when he lifted his head, he was struck by the emptiness in her stare.

His heart sank to the bottom of despair.

His knees trembled, and his strength was drained. He swayed as if the ground had betrayed him.

Tess clutched Layla against her chest. To Finn, only the soft crown of the baby’s head was visible. It was no more than a fragile shadow of life.

She met his eyes without flinching. The timid woman who once begged for his scraps of love was gone. The woman standing before him was cold and distant, a stranger looking at someone she no longer claimed to know.

“Layla has gone through her whole life without a father.”

Her laugh was faint, but it sliced through the air. Her hand rested gently on her daughter’s back.

Since the day Tess had fought for her child’s life in a prison cell, Layla had belonged only to her.

“Finn, do you remember the time Nadine twisted her ankle? About a few months ago?”

Her voice was steady, calm, like a bird that had grown used to soaring against storms and rain.

Finn opened his mouth to speak, but the words refused to come. They lodged in his throat like barbed wire, choking him, leaving him in pain.

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His shoulders drooped, and his head bowed low. Defeat clung to him, suffocating.

“Tess, I had no idea. If I had, I would’ve never let you and Layla suffer that way.”

“Most of the suffering we went through was your doing.”

Her voice was sharp, and her eyes struck him with blows harder than stone.

Finn’s lips parted, but nothing came.

The truth pressed down on him, undeniable.

Her hatred was justified.

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“Layla almost died from her illness because of you. If she hadn’t survived, Finn, I would have wished nothing more than to take your life with my own hands.”

Her words were colder than frozen rivers in February.

Finn’s teeth sank into his lip, and his hands curled into trembling fists at his sides.

“I … I just want to see Layla one last time.”

His eyes lifted, filled with desperation, pleading silently for mercy.

A shadow passed through Tess’s gaze.

Never before had she seen the powerful Finn standing so small, so stripped of his pride.

His eyes lingered on the tiny bundle in her arms.

He was clinging to the fragile hope that her heart would soften enough to let him glimpse the child.

But Tess raised her hand and shielded Layla closer. She hid her from his view.

Her stare was sharp, cold, and final. It was carrying a warning he could not mistake.

“Finn, the only tie you share with Layla is blood. Beyond that, you are nothing to her.”

She turned her face aside, her words cutting deep. “You have no reason to see her.”

The last spark inside Finn’s chest flickered and died.

His head fell, and his body sagged as though hollowed out.

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In her mother’s arms, Layla shifted uneasily. The child sensed the storm in their voices, and her tiny body shivered with fear.

Tess rocked her gently, patting her back in a soothing rhythm. Only when her eyes fell on Layla did her cold mask break, and warmth bloomed there, soft and tender.

“Mr. Lock, please leave.”

With Layla in her arms, Tess turned away. Her white dress swirled in the air, blooming like a flower as she walked off without looking back.

Finn’s feet felt anchored to the ground. He stood frozen–powerless–as he watched the woman and child vanish into the distance.

At Evermount Height, the air hung thick with sorrow and loss, every corner weighed down with gloom.

Across town, however, Lyra’s side of the city pulsed with unease.

Bessie crouched low in the brush, her eyes sharp as blades. They were scanning the entrance until they fixed on a familiar figure.

Her teeth clenched, and she spat out her disgust. “That old bastard. The company is falling apart, and still he snuck out for a session with his mistress.”

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