บท 218: I'm Chuck Noland

Chuck remained rigidly silent. He hadn't spoken in a long while. His fists were tightly balled up, veins protruding on the back of his hands. A vein was throbbing on his forehead as well.

"Why aren't you saying anything?" Sandra's voice was scratchy.

A wave of rage filled Chuck's chest. His eyes darkened, and he couldn't squeeze out a single word. Hatred was churning inside him like a wild storm, uncontrollable.

Sandra let out a soft sigh, "After that fire, Henry protected Paige's crimes. He paid off the whole village. Anybody who asked about Chuck Noland was told no such person existed. To them, your life was worth less than weed."

Chuck still didn't respond.

Sandra, clutching the skin of her chest over her clothes, grimaced, "Henry, that monster, wrecked me. Paige ruined you, yet you treat their son so well. I never thought I'd birth a son who repays malice with kindness. Haha."