She seemed to be asleep, and as if she would never wake up again.
Her entire body had not a single intact spot.
Her wounds were all from a knife.
Blood flowed from her, staining the floor.
In this cold weather, it had already congealed.
Those human scum, even in such a state, had tied a time bomb to her chest.
One touch would be enough to blow her to ashes.
"No——" The unwavering Ethan Wilson, upon hearing David Redington's words, felt as if he suddenly lost his strength.
His whole body collapsed on the ground.
If not for Sebastian Lucas VII's swift action, he might have fallen face first.
"No, no… Lily, she won't… she won't…" Ethan Wilson could not accept this reality.
Frantically, he wanted to rush to her side, to see his little one.
She had so many wounds, she must be in pain.
His little one was so afraid of pain, how could she possibly endure this...