Since this method didn't work, Ella harbored raging urge to strangle Albert to death over and over again. She would scream in a fierce and mournful voice as her hands wrapped around his throat. "It's all your fault. If it weren't for you, your father wouldn't have cheated on me."
But each time, the nanny would hurriedly interfere and snatch his son away, saving his life.
Ella was in a constant state of haze. Whenever Albert was in her sight, she would scold and beat him as if he were her enemy.
And when the nanny would step in to protect him, Ella would beat both her and Albert. Eventually, Ella came up with a scheme to frame the nanny, accusing her of stealing and dismissing her.
Albert was less than half a year old then, and the nanny held the child and wept. She had never seen a mother treating her own son in such a cruel manner. The boy was Ella's own flesh after all.
With the nanny gone, there would be no one left in this household to protect the child, and there was no telling how much suffering Albert would go through in the future.
The nanny herself had suffered much as a child in the hands of her stepmother. It was a predicament that was deeply imprinted in her heart, a nightmare that haunted her every night.
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r hand, the abyss would return your gaze and reach out to you as well.
The final result was that they would either leave the abyss together, or fall into it together.
Albert was well aware of it. He didn't want to drag the nanny down into his darkness. So he would always behave properly in front of her, and only showed her all his good sides.
Beneath the surface, however, Albert remained an extremely cruel person.
Sometime during this period, there was a girl at school who mocked Albert for being the bastard of a nanny.
The very next day, the girl's tongue was cut off and she could no longer speak.
She also came from a rich and prominent family, and when they learned of the incident, they immediately assumed that it had something to do with Albert. The family dispatched several burly men to the school that afternoon, and they dragged Albert into a deserted alley. The plan was to cut off Albert's tongue in retaliation.
Albert was still fourteen years old then. He was no match for these large, hulking men. He looked timid as a mouse in comparison.
As danger loomed over him, Albert began to think he was going to meet his doom right there and then. Suddenly, a female voice called out from behind.
"What are you doing?"
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