Mixed feelings piled up in her heart. She needed to vent, but there was nowhere for her to do so.

Her grievance left her feeling breathless and weak.

A bolt of white-hot lightning streaked across the sky. A low rumble followed soon after.

In the next second, rain poured down in torrents.

The world was in chaos all of a sudden.

The same was true to her mood.

The conversation between Stanley Batton and Ron Batton echoed in her ears.

It hurt her over and over again.

Before today, she thought she was the happiest woman on earth, surrounded by endless love and joy.

However, when she heard the recording, she realized that…

Their love and care arose out of the blood flowing in her veins.

They were all acting for the sake of her blood.

Stanley disliked her. He hated her.

If what flowed within her was not Rhnull, the rarest blood type on earth, she would not have been chosen by him and lived such a prosperous life.

She loved him so much.

Yet, he hated her.

Hate…

Sudde