Chapter 319

• Pedro’s fist collided hard with the pillar, a violent echo filling the room. "Damn it!" he cursed, his voice raw with rage. His knuckles throbbed, but the pain barely registered as he delivered another punch, this time against the wall.
• His breathing was heavy, his mind spiraling with frustration. "What right does he have to talk to me like that?" Pedro roared, fists pounding the wall repeatedly, each strike fueled by the bitterness in his chest. "Why does he act like he cares when he’s the reason for everything I lost?"
• Blood smeared his knuckles, but he raised his hand to punch again. Before he could land another blow, Uncle Noel stepped forward and firmly gripped his wrist.