?Chapter 342:


    “I understand your anger. I will find a way to apologize properly. But right now, there is something more pressing you need to handle, and it might prove quite troublesome.”


    Connolly’s POV:


    After Irene and I were flogged, our bodies were battered and bleeding. We leaned on each other for support as the soldiers expelled us from the pce grounds.


    As we hobbled home, passersby looked at us strangely. We finally arrived home, surprised to find the lights in our house on. This stirred confusion in both of us. We entered quickly to see Frank, who had been released without charges, hastily gathering his belongings.


    With Jessica still behind bars, Frank’s actions baffled us.


    “Frank!” I bellowed and questioned, “What is this? Where are you going?”


    At the sound of my voice, Frank stopped his packing and faced us. “Jessica has been arrested. Our mate bond is severed,” he dered coldly.


    This scumbag! The nerve of him! To think he would just abandon Jessica!


    Why wasn’t he scrambling to find a way to save her? In that moment, a shiver of disbelief and dismay rippled through me.


    Jessica sacrificed herself by taking all the me, and this was how Frank would return her favor.


    “You heartless animal! How can you be such an ingrate?” I yelled, seething with rage. “Jessica shouldered all the me for you, and this is your thank you?”


    “For me?” Frank sneered. His expression looked unfamiliar and repulsive. “Jessica was the one who unleashed the snakes. I was on duty the whole time. She has no proof to implicate me, even if she wanted to.”


    “You!” My fists balled at my sides as I stared him down.


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    Beside me, Irene’s expression contorted with fury. Her voice pierced the air. “Frank! How can you abandon Jessica so heartlessly?”


    Frank’s voice was cold. “Jessica is selfish. Why wouldn’t she turn against me? Shecks the evidence to use me, so now she expects me to rescue her? I’m no fool—I won’t save Jessica!”


    “Where is your conscience?” Irene’s voice cracked under the strain of her anger. “Jessica loves you so much, how can you betray her like this?”


    Frank gave a contemptuous snort. “Love? Does she even have the right to speak of love?”


    His words struck a nerve, and both Irene and I unleashed a barrage of insults at him. But he continued packing nonchntly, unmoved by our anger. His tant disregard for the love he shared with Jessica fueled our fury even more.


    I blocked his path and screamed hysterically, “Frank, you can’t leave without helping Jessica!”


    Irene clutched at Frank’s arm tightly. “You must find a way to save her!”


    “Get out of my way!” Frank shoved Irene roughly, his face twisting into a menacing scowl. “Back off, you two old people, or don’t me me for what happens!”


    “How can you treat Jessica like this? Must you be so cruel?” I shouted.


    Irene stumbled and copsed onto the floor, her tears dripping into her disheveled hair. Frank had clearly run out of patience. He shoved me aside forcefully. Bang! I crashed into a nearby table. The flogging wounds red in pain as they mmed against the hard surface.


    “Darling!” Irene cried out, rushing to my side.


    Fueled by fury, I grabbed a broom and swung it at Frank. But Frank, once a Gamma, was naturally stronger than me. He easily wrested the broom from my grasp and turned it against us, beating Irene and me mercilessly.


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