Chapter 305 Patrick's Help

• Even as Alexander teetered on the edge of madness, consumed with a desire to rip Dante apart, Dante had already been criminally detained. No matter how furious he was, he could not charge into the detention center and kill him.
• Yet the person he hated most… was himself. If only he hadn’t abandoned Natalia back then, that stubborn, determined girl would never have left him so easily. She wouldn’t have married Dante. She wouldn’t have ended up dying at Dante’s hands, a truth buried for nearly a year.
• The regrets of the past year—the guilt, the torment—swelled within him a hundredfold. What right did he have to cry at her grave? At the moment Natalia met her death, what was she thinking?