Nolan Morrison himself didn't even know how much he loved Matilda Jenkins.
In the past year, she had been his sole motivation to persist and survive; without her, he might have already given up.
Now he knew very well what he wanted in his heart; he could never give up on Matilda Jenkins. If anyone dared to stop him, he genuinely wouldn't mind being someone who bites the hand that feeds him.
After all, he wasn't a person with moral consciousness or a sense of justice.
He had done so many bad things that adding one more wouldn't make a difference now.
At worst, he would go to Hell after death.
Nolan Morrison's words infuriated Mrs. Morrison, causing her eyes to immediately redden as she shouted, "Nolan Morrison..."
In just three days, she looked significantly older, far from her previously glamorous image as a noble lady. She was so anxious that several pimples appeared on her face and forehead, and her gums and throat hurt. The stress was taking a serious toll.
