The Unwanted Daughter When Love Comes Too Late novel Chapter 292

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Simon had aimed to make Tracy experience the hopelessness of crying out for help without anyone showing up, yet he had no idea the consequences would strike back at him with equal force.

Ronald placed the camera down, keeping that boyish grin on his face, though his tone came out like a sinister murmur.

“Tell me, what exactly did you do to Tracy?”

Ronald stepped closer to Simon, flashing a warm, welcoming smile as he drew near at a leisurely pace.

He took his time with each step, but every one pounded against Simon’s chest like a hammer, filling him with sheer dread.

“Stay back! You … I’m telling you, my dad’s the Deputy CEO of Jackman Enterprise, and if you mess with me, you’re messing with the Jackmans.

“If you want to keep living in Cloudville, you better let me go right now, or else … or else you’ll regret it big time!”

Ronald paused at last, smirking. “The Jackmans, huh? Man, that really freaks me out.”

In a flash, he bent down, picked up the shattered wine bottle from before, and weighed it in his palm.

He looked at Simon, still grinning. “Which hand did you use to touch Tracy earlier?”

He tilted his head, looking innocently confused, but his chilling tone made Simon shrink back in fear, pressing his whole body against the door.

“What are you going to do? Don’t come any closer! Ah—”

Seeing Ronald raise the shattered bottle and thrust it toward him, Simon let out a horrified yell, raising his right hand on reflex to shield himself.

The sharp edges pierced right through Simon’s palm, turning his fearful scream into a howl of pain.

“Ah! Ah-”

Simon gripped his right hand, writhing in pain as he screamed.

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He tried to jerk it away, but Ronald clung to the bottle, and Simon lacked the nerve to rip it free.

The torment had him desperate to thrash on the ground, yet all he could do was hold his right hand aloft, howling to dull the suffering.

Ronald acted like he couldn’t hear the screams and asked, “Was it your right hand you used on Tracy?”

While speaking, his expression even showed curiosity, like he was just asking about the weather.

Terror covered Simon’s features, and he could only yell, too overwhelmed to form words.

Ronald clicked his tongue lightly. “If you won’t tell me, I’ll just wreck both hands.”

Before the petrified Simon could grasp the words, the bottle got wrenched from his right hand.

The sharp ache made him tremble, and before another scream escaped, the shattered glass plunged into his left hand.

Blood spurted from the swift action, splattering on Ronald’s face and creating a stark contrast with his fresh, cheerful appearance.

He never stopped smiling, and the crimson spots turned that expression into something eerie and distorted, like a fiend emerging from the underworld.

Right then, Simon truly understood what remorse meant.

He never should have messed with Tracy.

This guy was a monster!

“I crossed the line … I really know I screwed up. It won’t happen again—let me go, please let me go.”

Simon pleaded through snot and tears, his whole body shaking, whether from the pain or fear.

A subtle whiff of pee drifted up from beneath him.

Ronald wrinkled his nose in disgust. “With guts like yours, you still went after Tracy, tsk!”

“I swear I won’t do it anymore. I’ll keep my distance if I ever spot Tracy, and I’ll vanish from her sight forever–please, just release me!”

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Ronald let out a quiet hum, acting as if he hadn’t caught a single plea, and muttered to himself, “You ripped Tracy’s shirt, so your eyes probably caught a glimpse of what they shouldn’t have. Am I right?”

Simon’s body shook harder, panic growing in his gaze. “No… I didn’t see anything, I swear I didn’t… Ah-”

A pained shriek echoed as the shattered bottle was tugged from his left hand, then shoved viciously toward his eyes.

The hurt made Simon wish for death, but his will to live kicked in, prompting him to seize Ronald’s wrist with his wounded hands.

“Heh!”

Ronald laughed, his cheeks dimpling deeper.

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