Chapter 2

Penny did not struggle in his arms. It was as if she had lost her will to fight.

defiance was the tears that

thought of ending her life several times to escape from the pain and misery, but each time, her daughter's face would surface in her mind. With her daughter

this devil who had torn her

relentless misery and despair

life. Her only purpose was to make up for her daughter's sufferings by giving her a blissful and promising

did she know that the man who had started the tragedy five years ago and brought upon the most torturous times of her life was now back to haunt her. It was like rubbing salt in her wound. Upon his reappearance, all the poignant memories which had been long buried came

prayed to God for a little salvation, earnestly begging the heavens to stop piling up on

of Penny's piteous state was unbearable to Nathan. He gently put her down and let her stand

to you and our daughter, please?” A stony-hearted creature like him was a complete stranger to tenderness, but

of our daughter, and for you as well, please give me a chance,” he

when he uttered 'our

a glint of hope

through over the years,” Nathan continued to plead in his soft voice, “I know that

prone to suffer from

give me

eyes reflected a whirlwind of emotions as she ruminated on his words. Queenie was growing up fast and getting

without a father could never be complete, let alone offer a

look on

and wipe her tears as she had no answer

needs

eyes only fueled

finally agreed, “Alright, I'll give you

you the chance because she needs a papa in her life. But let

be clear, the fact that Queenie calls you papa does not mean you are my husband, do

Nathan nodded his

was giving him the opportunity to reunite with Queenie because

the pain he had inflicted on her, let alone take

years of suffering in silence had spun an invisible web within her, creating a deadly mess of entangled knots.

...

inside the elementary classroom of Golden Apple Kindergarten, the teacher was

decked in designer wear was

rope was tied to the neck of a little

on the makeshift leash impatiently and shouted at her, “Don't you know you're my dog, Queenie? Dogs are supposed to bark, do it

her grubby face stained with chalk dust. She was a little girl around the

the grime and dust was a well-defined face with the winsome features of a pretty, innocent

around her neck, which left

pestered her again, “Queenie, I'm warning you, bark, or I'll get everyone to

Queenie sobbed pitifully, “No,

b******, you'd better act like one. Now, do as I say and bark like a dog!”

they saw, as if they

had just reached

into a state of shock. She

if it were a repulsive snake. “What happened to you, Queenie?” She asked worriedly,

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