Chapter 195

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Cathryn’s knees gave out, and she sank onto the bed like a lifeless doll. Margaret’s earlier words returned—those men were vicious predators, and it was them who had hurt her. The things Margaret had whispered now echoed like a curse in her mind. How could any woman survive something so cruel? How was she supposed to keep living after this?

Hot tears welled and streamed down her cheeks, one after another.

A single thought stabbed at her—did Damien know? He probably didn’t. If he did, he would despise her, turn away from her, and never want to see her again.

Damien had once flown into a jealous rage over nothing more than her offhand lie about sharing a bed with Liam. He had claimed her past meant nothing, but what man could truly accept a woman so defiled?

Richard pressed his boot harder against Gavin’s skull and sneered, “An old fool and a filthy slut passed around by men—you really are a perfect match.”