Looking at Rebecca, who had already made up her mind, Butcher's face, which had carried a trace of restraint, instantly became countless times more manic!
He desperately twisted his lips, as though curses might burst from his mouth at any moment.
Seeing Butcher's face warped by rage, Rebecca felt a moment of pity.
But when she felt the little one behind her,
the pity vanished completely from Rebecca's face. She repeated herself to Butcher with utter seriousness.
"What are you trying to do, Butcher? Are you going to kill my child, and now kill me too?
Come on, aim at me! Kill me!
Otherwise, as long as I'm still alive, I will never allow anyone to hurt my child!"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah. Damn it, hahaha, fucking damn it!
You're raising a rapist's chil—"
"Shut up!"
"Why should I shut up? Do you think I didn't know everything and still let you treat my love for you like some joke for no reason?
I loved you so much. I searched for you for eight whole years!
Eight years! Do you know how I spent those eight years? Every second, every minute, I lived inside memories of every little thing we shared!
And what happened? I did so much for you, but what did you ever do for me?
I thought you were dead. I thought you were imprisoned somewhere. But you were actually... living happily with his child, happier than anyone had any right to be!"
"That is my child!"
"That's right. Thanks for reminding me. I really shouldn't have forgotten. He's the child of you and that damned bastard!"
"Don't insult his father in front of the child, you rude bastard! If Homelander finds out what you're doing right now, you're really going to be in danger!!!"
At that, Rebecca