My Past is Just Prologue (Janet and Nathaniel)
Chapter 366

Chapter 366 Pay the Price

"Do you know that my child is a girl in shape? When she was so pathetic, do you think she might have been looking for whoever killed her?"

"Quintina, I wish you a sweet dream."

After turning off all the lights, Janet turned around expressionlessly, went out of the basement, and locked the door.

Behind her, Quintina screamed in horror, followed up, and slapped on the door frantically, swearing and shouting continuously.

"Let me out!"

"Janet, you lunatic! Are you crazy?"

Janet remained indifferent and isolated everything in the room, including the

baby's crying.

Walking to the bright place on the first floor, Janet seemed to have been

drained of strength, her legs stopped in place, and she didn't know where to go for a while.

She stood there for a long time, then walked up to the third floor like a

wandering ghost.

When she came to a closed door on the third floor, Janet came to her senses

and touched the doorknob with her cold fingertips.

She pushed open the door, and the whole room looked exquisite.

There was a princess bed in powdered gauze, a bookshelf carved with clouds, soft stuffed toys, and a woolen carpet painted with strawberries. Under the bright lights, the whole room had a warm and lovely atmosphere, like a pink bubble shining with unreal brilliance in the sun.

Janet watched all this blankly and walked slowly to the cloakroom.

Countless little girl clothes were hanging on the hangers, such as pink skirts,

sweet shirts, and cute bear jumpsuits.

Everyone was handcrafted by her.

This was the room she had prepared for her unborn daughter.

She wanted her child to be born with the best love in the world.

Janet leaned over slightly, picked up a strawberry bear on the small dressing table, and hugged it deeply in her arms.

After a long time, she felt weak, leaning against the corner of the table and slowly sat down on the ground.

Janet's eyes were glazed, and she gently stroked the soft fur of the strawberry bear with her fingertips, but not a single tear leaked from the corners of her bright red eyes. For her children, she had shed enough tears in the past years.

Now that the murderer had been revealed, she could finally take revenge.

But the pain had already made her numb.

After a long time, Janet finally got a bit out of the pain.

Her eyes grew stiff and cold little by little.

"Baby, don't worry. I will never let her go."

"Everyone who hurt you will have to pay the price!"

In the dark, Alfred was driving the car, looking at Donahueiel in the back seat

from time to time in the rearview mirror.

When he found Donahueiel just now, his car had been dented by the impact,

and Donahueiel was just sitting in the car, with a thick haze between his

brows. Standing next to him, Alfred didn't dare to breathe.

Just like the oppressive atmosphere in the car at this time, it seemed to be in

an ice cellar, cold and depressing.

Donahueiel got into the car without a word, without telling where he was going. As Alfred drove into the city, he couldn't help asking, "Mr. Webster, where are we going now?" After waiting for Donahueiel's answer for a long time, Alfred had no choice but to slow down the speed of the car and drive around in the city to give

Donahueiel time to think about it.

"Was she seriously hurt when she had a miscarriage that year?"

The man's deep, hoarse voice suddenly sounded, breaking the dignified

atmosphere.

A crack was torn open in the oppressive atmosphere. Alfred finally relaxed, pursed his lips, and sighed inexplicably in his heart.

Get Bonus.

"A three-month miscarriage will do a lot of harm to the mother, but I have consulted the doctor, it won't cause too much harm in general with a good

rest."

Alfred tried his best to choose his words carefully, but no matter how lightly

he said, he couldn't cover up the harm of abortion to women.

Some people might be unable to be mothers for the rest of their lives due to

problems during or after the operation, and might even be left with chronic

illnesses for a lifetime.

Donahueiel looked at the street scene passing by outside the window, his heart ached so badly, as if he was pierced by countless sharp knives at the same

time.

After Janet had a miscarriage, he just came back from a business trip.

At that time, her face was pale, and she was weak even to speak, but she still

smiled at him, taking care of him, who had just finished a business trip.

She was concerned about his necessities of life, worrying that the food cooked

by the servants would not suit his appetite, even if she felt unwell, she would

get up early and help him prepare his clothes and then go downstairs to make

breakfast...

Donahueiel closed his eyes tightly, and the hands on his knees trembled subconsciously.

Alfred couldn't hear Donahueiel's voice for a long time, he coughed lightly and

was about to change the subject.

"At that time, did she go into surgery alone? Who was there after the

surgery?"

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Alfred smiled wryly in his heart.

Every problem Mr. Webster had was enough to make him miserable.

He was torturing himself.

But everything had happened, Alfred didn't feel the need to lie and just came clean, "Mrs. Webster was alone during the operation, and as for escort... the nurses in the hospital occasionally helped." Donahueiel's breathing stopped for a moment.

"Didn't my mother go?"

Alfred knew that after Donahueiel received Janet's call, he called Mrs. Webster

and asked her to take care of Janet, but...

"Mrs. Webster didn't go there, not even once. The operation was also signed by herself when she was conscious."

There seemed to be a needle constantly stirring in his mind, and the pain made Donahueiel's lips turn white.

No one took care of her, huh? No one!

His mother, his sister, and him...

They were all executioners.

He had tinnitus and could hardly hear what he was saying.

"So... is it a boy or a girl?"

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Alfred paused and said, "It's a girl."

Donahueiel closed his eyes, bitterness, and soreness intertwined in his heart. The child didn't come with all his likes and expectations, but it was undeniable

that when he knew that Janet was pregnant, his heart softened suddenly.

It was his first child, and they were related by blood. He also thought about

giving her everything he didn't get, so when his grandfather proposed to let

Janet marry in, he finally didn't object.

He wanted his daughter to have a home and many people to love her, but what did his daughter get?

He frowned deeply, and the pain was unbearable.

Seeing his expression, Alfred sighed silently.

"Mr. Webster, look on the bright side, at least you've given Mrs. Webster an

explanation since you were also deceived back then."

Alfred, who had always been eloquent, was rarely at a loss for words, and he

stuttered even a word of comfort.

The car turned a corner and drove on a new road. A ray of sunlight came in. Donahueiel raised his cold fingers, but he couldn't feel the warmth of the sun.

"Go back to the Webster's Mansion."

His hoarse voice sounded again, and he closed his eyes immediately, falling into a long silence.

Arriving at the Webster's Mansion, Alfred parked the car. Donahueiel strode

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into the living room.

In the brightly lit room, Winifred wore a nightgown, holding a bowl of well-cut fruits, sitting on the sofa and watching TV. Seeing Donahueiel coming back alone, she went up to meet him and looked behind him. "Donahueiel, where's Quintina?"