Escaped My Ex, Got Snatched by His Rival - Chapter 615

Chapter 615: Confessing his crimes (2)
“Ni–Nicolai…please,” Jeremy groaned as he tried to plead for his life. “Pl…please let me…let me go. I did—I did it for my l… cough… love.”

“Shut up!” Nicolai snarled as he slammed the heel of his foot on Jeremy’s head and smashed it down. “Such words do not suit you. A man as despicable as you is talking about love? Do you even have a heart to do so?”

He put his entire weight on his foot that was placed on top of Jeremy’s head and sneered, “Monsters like you don’t deserve mercy.”

“I am sorry—I am sorry,” Jeremy pleaded with his face squashed on one side; his eyes were filled with terror as he pleaded, “I am sorry—I… I know I was wrong; I shouldn’t have done that.”

“Sorry?” Nicolai echoed his pleading apologies. His lips curled up in a disbelieving smirk. He hadn’t even done anything and yet this man was already begging for his life. He sneered. “Sorry? Do you think that just because you have apologised, Ariana will be fucking fine!? What about the damage that you have done to her!?”

“Your apologies will not bring her the peace that she has been looking for!”

“Your apologies will not make her forget that disgusting touch of yours that makes her skin crawl!”

“And your fucking apologies will not recover the blood that she has lost or ease the pain that she has gone through! Your apology will not undo the harm that was inflicted on our unborn child!”

“I purchased her,” Jeremy confessed with trembling lips. “I bought her by giving Marcia money, I thought that she will soon love the things that I do to her… I thought that she could be changed.”

“There was no need for her to change, you bastard.” Nicolai snarled in his pain as he nodded to Kayden, who let go of Jeremy, and just like Nicolai anticipated, the second the weight on his back was removed, Jeremy tried to get back on his feet.

Most probably to run away like a mouse again.

But this time Nicolai was prepared.

The moment Jeremy tried to get back on his feet, Nicolai knocked him down by kicking him on the knees. He was going to make this man suffer the same desperation that Ariana felt when she was trapped and tied by him.

“She was fucking normal and shit from the beginning. The one who needed to change was you. She asked you to stop; she asked you to leave her alone. Was it too hard? Keeping your hands to yourself?”

Noah, on the other hand, took out his phone and tapped on the recording app. He said to Jeremy, “Go on, confess the things that you have done. Say what you had done and don’t leave anything out.”

“Noah, please… please… I am your father—wasn’t I good to you?”

“Fucking confess, you bastard!” Nicolai pulled out the gun that he was carrying at the back of his pants and jammed it right under the chin of the man before ripping Jeremy’s hair off his scalp. “I am telling you if the next words are something else other than your confession, then I will make you pay with your blood.”

“I did—I did it. I asked Marcia to exchange the babies and it was I who bribed a servant and drugged Kaylyn such that she would go into early labour. I also—I also slept with Mia and made her carry my child because I wanted to avenge myself.”

“I, because of my disgusting perverse desire, tried to assault and groom Ariana when she was only ten. I am sorry; I—I was too arrogant and thought that she belonged to me because I purchased and gave the money to her mother and asked her to keep as downtrodden as possible.”

“It was all me; I was the one who ruined her life.”

Jeremy was now shaking with fright, of course he was. He might be a big, bad mafia boss behind the scenes but that was only when he had his big goons to back him up. He was now alone without a weapon and his opponent was none other than him.

“That’s not enough.” Nicolai sneered as he took out a paper and pen that he had brought with him and thrust them in the hands of the grovelling man. “Write it down; write every single thing down that you have done to others and make sure that you don’t leave anything out.”

“Wh—what are you trying to do?” Jeremy asked with a stammer, his eyes going wide as he stared at them with a lost expression.

“What do you think I am doing?” Nicolai sneered. “You better write down your sins, in detail, that is, if you want to live another second.” He pulled his gun away from Jeremy’s chin and then jammed it against his forehead. “Because if you don’t, then I don’t mind blowing your fucking brains out.”

“Don’t forget about the manipulation and grooming,” Noah added. “You had quite a lot of fun leading me by my nose, didn’t you, Jer?”

Jeremy tried to refuse but Nicolai nudged his forehead with the front of his gun and the man stiffened.

In the end, he had no choice but to write down his crimes. Of course, he did do it without a lot of crying, pleading, and begging. Once he was done writing his confession, he released a breath and then looked up at the two of them.

“I—I did as you asked, so please let me go.”

“No, you are not done,” Noah sneered as he pushed the paper back. “Confess about murdering grandmother. Tell how you killed the woman who, despite being betrayed by her husband, took you in and gave you a roof over your head and you still killed her. Ask her for forgiveness. Ask Dad for his forgiveness; no matter what, he trusted you more than anyone. More than me. Write down that you are sorry for what you have done and cannot forgive yourself for what you have done and the guilt has been tormenting you forever now.”

“That the ghost of my grandmother makes it uneasy for you to calm down and go on with your life.”

Nicolai raised his head and looked at Noah, who seemed calm, though he didn’t say anything else. He knew where this was going and honestly, Nicolai had to admit that he liked it.