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Chapter 314 My Heart Aches Even More 

One glimpse of the appalling scene, and Tyrone’s legs seemed to be rooted to the spot. 

Meanwhile, the girl showed no sign of relenting toward Penelope. With swift, cruel motions, she drew the knife across Penelope’s face twice more. 

Within moments, Penelope’s face was awash in blood. 

With her hands clasped tightly over her injured face, Penelope let out desperate cries. “Tyrone, save me! Save me!” she pleaded, her eyes fixed on his direction. 

A few drops of blood trickled into her eyes, stinging slightly. 

The sight of Penelope in such a horrifying state caused Tyrone’s body to go limp. 

By this time, Andrew and Shawn had left their booth and rushed over. They quickly steadied Tyrone, who was on the verge of collapse. 

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Tyrone, being Ethan’s younger brother, was their priority. As for Penelope? None of their concern. 

Penelope witnessed Tyrone backing away and Andrew and Shawn standing by mutely. 

At that moment, the physical pain from the knife wounds seemed to fade into insignificance compared to the searing pain in her heart. 

After slashing Penelope’s face, the girl climbed on top of her and pummeled her mercilessly. 

As the blood continued to drain from her body, Penelope felt her consciousness ebbing away and eventually passed 

out. 

When Penelope regained consciousness, she spotted a figure seated by the window. 

Through her hazy vision, she could discern a tall, imposing silhouette with a straight back. 

Without thinking, she called out, “Tyrone?” 

Hearing the call, the figure turned around. 

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She could never wipe from her memory the humiliation she’d endured at Alexander’s hands during that event. 

He had shown her no mercy, tearing her down in front of 

everyone. 

With a faint smile on his handsome features, Alexander walked towards her. “Were you calling me?” he asked. 

Penelope stared at him in shock. “How come it’s you? Where’s Tyrone?” she blurted out. 

At the mention of Tyrone, Alexander let out a derisive snort. “That useless guy? What could he possibly do?” 

Penelope’s face was now swathed in bandages. 

She regarded Alexander warily, her voice laced with suspicion as she demanded, “So, what’s your point?” 

Alexander leaned down and gently tapped her forehead. “Does it hurt?” he inquired. 

Penelope was taken aback but shook her head all the 

same. 

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At her response Alevandor’s smile vanished and his 

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“Doesn’t it?” 

There was a hidden meaning in his words that sent a chill down Penelope’s spine. 

Before she could gather her wits, Alexander’s expression turned cold and calculating. He reached out and placed his hand precisely on the knife wound on her face. 

Slowly, he began to press down, increasing the pressure little by little. 

Finally, he dug his fingers in forcefully. So much force did he exert that his whole body tensed with the effort. 

In an instant, a sharp, agonizing pain shot through Penelope. She let out a piercing scream and started to fight back desperately. 

But Alexander easily held her down with his other hand on her shoulder, and his fingers continued to squeeze the wound tightly. 

Terror washed over Penelope’s visage as she writhed in excruciating pain. Every muscle convulsed, and tears cascaded down her blood–streaked cheeks like raindrops 2 

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waited until her face was once again dripping with fresh blood before uttering menacingly, “Answer me. Does it hurt?” His voice was cold as ice, piercing the silence of the 

room. 

Penelope struggled frantically, her weakened body no match for Alexander’s iron–like grip. 

All she could do was gasp out, in a trembling voice thick with pain, “Yes… it hurts.” 

Her face was a tragic mess, a blend of sweat, teardrops, and scarlet blood. 

With her face wrapped in bandages, she stared up at Alexander with wide, terrified eyes, like a frightened deer cornered by a predator. 

Alexander leaned in closer, his face twisted with rage. Veins popped out on his temples as he hissed, “But my heart aches even more than your physical pain.” 

Penelope’s eyes widened in horror, and she managed to choke out. “What the hell do you want?” 

Alexander finally let go of the wound on her face He took 

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a deep breath as if trying to calm his soothing voge and 

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go away.” 

The mere thought of Emily, lying battered and broken in the hospital bed, was like a knife stabbing at Alexander’s heart. 

He was convinced that the only way to dull the ache was to make Penelope suffer a thousand times more. 

With that, he reached out again and grabbed the wound, squeezing it hard. 

Penelope let out a shrill scream that echoed through the room, but there was no one to come to her aid. 

Overwhelmed by the pain, she fainted. 

Alexander gave a satisfied smirk. He picked up a bottle of water and doused it on Penelope’s face. 

She jolted awake, coughing violently as water went down the wrong pipe. 

Alexander grabbed her face again. As she pleaded, panic and despair in her voice, “Please, Alexander, let me go.” 

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But he just ignored her his fingers digging deeper. 

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satisfaction to Alexander. 

However, the ache in his heart refused to subside. 

It became a cruel cycle. Penelope fainted multiple times, and each time, Alexander brought her back to consciousness with a splash of water. 

When she was roused for the tenth time, Alexander released his hold. Eyes fixed on her, he demanded, “What about when Emily begged you? Did you ever think about sparing her?” 

Penelope went completely still, as if turned to stone. 

Alexander was well–known as a ladies‘ man, always surrounded by a bevy of women. 

Penelope had assumed he’d long forgotten about Emily. 

But now, she realized that this was all because of Emily. 

Seeing the shock on her face, Alexander lit a cigarette. Taking a long drag, he blew out a puff of smoke and sneered, “Already forgotten the last time, huh?” 

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