Bab 865: Chapter 866: I won't blame you, go and marry someone else.

She was terrified that he might never return, terrified that something truly had happened to him, terrified that he was dead...

Trenton Smith remained silent, just gently stroked her hair. Norris Moore, resting against him, smelled the strong scent of blood.

She was startled for a moment, then slowly retracted her hand. On the palm of her hand, unbeknownst to her, was a smear of blood.

Her mind buzzed, and as she looked up at him, he just silently sighed before his body slumped down, gradually collapsing onto her.

Norris Moore's gaze landed on his shirt, stained red at the back.

He must have been shot from behind, then spent a long time finding his way back here, which explained why he lost so much blood, why an entire shirt was soaked through.