Chapter 254

• Pedro stood in his private gym, fists relentlessly pounding a heavy punching bag as beads of sweat ran down his face. Each punch landed with a forceful bam, echoing through the room. His knuckles were raw, but he paid no attention. In his mind, the punching bag wasn't just a lifeless object—it was Ethan's face.
• "I hate you, Ethan! I hate you so much!" Pedro roared, his voice filled with frustration and pain.
• The household staff and bodyguards were no strangers to these outbursts. It had become a common sight in the Long mansion—Pedro venting his rage on the punching bag whenever emotions overwhelmed him.