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Knowing there were no shortcuts, Xia Yangyang began to argue, "Yes, counting this time, you have saved me three times. It was my foolish hope to think I could repay you. But you are so powerful, how could there be a time you need saving?"
Victor remained silent for a long time, slightly turning to the side. "Do you know? A lowly slave like you would have their eyes gouged out for merely looking at me. You should be grateful that the ocean is merciful."
Xia Yangyang curled up in the sea prison, abandoned by Victor without a word.
She wanted to cry but had no tears left as she asked the system, "That pink pearl can't really be poisonous, right? I won't die here, will I?"
The system replied calmly, "No, it's just a truth-telling pill. If he asks you anything, just telling the truth is enough; there's no need to answer directly."
In the depths of the ocean where day and night were indistinguishable, Xia Yangyang waited for Victor to appear.
After what felt like three days and nights of waiting, the tension within her finally snapped. She decided to let go of everything and fell asleep with a mindset of whatever happens, happens.
When she finally managed to open her eyes again, Victor's face was still marked by a complex mix of love and hate that he had yet to conceal. The purple-golden tentacles wrapped around her tightly.
He has gone mad; she was still in a human body!
Xia Yangyang struggled but couldn't break free, lowering her head in humiliation. Victor savored every expression on her face with a fierce intensity.
"Why did you only come to find me now? After all these years, what have you been hesitating about? I thought seeing the child would make you understand everything I've done."
Victor's hatred seemed to double. "Are you saying I should forgive you for leaving such a weak little cub and the Heart of the Ocean in the hands of treacherous humans? That is the most important thing in the ocean; do you understand? If I had been even a moment later, they would have cut open his chest and taken out the Heart of the Ocean."
"Are all humans as cruel as you?"
His mockery struck Xia Yangyang's heart like heavy blows; she did not know about the child's previous heart development issues.
With red-rimmed eyes, Xia Yangyang shook her head frantically. "That's not true, Victor! How could I harm him? I love him!"
Victor could not deceive himself. When he saw her innocent pleading eyes again, his proud coldness began to waver.
Perhaps she had her reasons; otherwise, why would she come looking for him?
No.
Victor's gaze was fierce; their child would spend a lifetime unable to escape the ocean, and this was the price he paid for trusting humanity.
Victor grabbed her shoulders and turned over. She couldn't see his eyes, and he could freely unleash all the resentment he had accumulated over the past three years.
He was the proud Son of the Siren, the master of the ocean, and his inherent arrogance prevented him from forcing any female.
Even on that day when she abandoned him and fled, even after she stole the Heart of the Ocean, disregarding his serious injuries and how to survive in the mermaid's lair, he did not try to keep her.
Xia Yangyang was awakened by the sound of chaos; she opened her eyes and realized she had left the water prison.
This was an exquisitely decorated Underwater Palace. She couldn't remember how it had ended because she had fainted afterward.
At this moment, her body was intact, as if it had been healed. It was a miracle for a human to survive until now.
Suddenly, there were more sounds coming from the outer hall, accompanied by Victor's angry, warning, and incomprehensible growls.
Strangely, were there characters in this ocean that Victor couldn't handle? The system calmly stated that Victor was violent; aside from his own son, anyone else would have died a thousand times over by now.
Xia Yangyang was taken aback. With Victor holding such a grudge, could it be that he had transferred all his hatred onto their child over these three years?
She quickly walked toward the source of the noise, feeling increasingly anxious.
But when she reached outside the hall, she was stunned by the scene before her: expensive antique vases lay shattered all over the floor in utter disarray. The little one was unusually temperamental, with a terrifying destructive power.
Victor's face turned pale with anger as he scolded loudly while restraining the squirming little arms.
Yet the little one twisted his body and lunged at Victor, biting his cheek. Blood immediately gushed from beside his ear and flowed down his neck.
Had she given birth to a monster?
Xia Yangyang's heart leaped into her throat. "Don't do that!"
Her body moved faster than her mind as she rushed out from her hiding place.
Victor was visibly surprised to see her run out, and by the time he focused, Little Ian had already been taken away by her.
Ian's high-pitched cries, invaded by the scent of a stranger, reached an ear-piercing decibel level, and he was furious.
Xia Yangyang calmly activated the system to block sound.
Unlike Victor, who indulged him, and unlike the maid, who showed fear in front of him, she looked at him with a calm and cold gaze throughout. When he clawed at her, she firmly held onto his hands.
Ian's cries were filled with anger.
Xia Yangyang remained unfazed, repeating over and over, "Be quiet, don't shout."
Her firm attitude left several maids trembling with fear. Victor watched the woman and his son sitting on the ground, seemingly oblivious to everything else.
Gradually, a miracle occurred; perhaps Ian was too tired from struggling, or maybe he realized that this woman was different and easier to deal with.
His cries shifted from anger to despair as he turned his head to plead with his father. "Wah wah, I feel uncomfortable, I don't like her, I hate her. Father, I want you to hold me."
Victor frowned slightly as he looked at Xia Yangyang. She remained unmoved. Calmly, she said, "The Heart of the Ocean is your heart; I know you won't get hurt. Stay quiet."
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