Chapter 43

The test results came back fast. No biological link between him and Ethan. James clenched his jaw, his knuckles dripping blood onto the floor. Mrs. Taylor's face turned beet red. She bolted, terrified, not daring to provoke the devil in front of her. James sneered coldly, turned around, and headed straight for Sophie's hospital room. Without hesitation, he yanked out her oxygen tube and grabbed her by the throat. “Sophie,” he hissed, “thanks for giving me yet another reason to end you.” Her breathing turned rapid. She begged frantically, “Please…please just let me go…” James gave her a twisted smile. “Did you know that bastard kid of yours is on the verge of dying? No donor, no chance. The clock's ticking.” Her eyes widened in panic. “You…you found out? No—listen, let me explain—just give me a chance...” He stared at her in silence for a couple of seconds before speaking slowly, “That's your own child. And yet you don't care if he lives or dies?” He released his grip and reconnected he