บท 295: Chapter 295: Who Lost First

If the pain must exist, then let it be even more profound. If Cherish Turner truly must hate him, then may she hate him even more. Only by confronting death can one have a chance to live again.

After sitting by the bed for a while, William Griffith left. On leaving, he instructed Mother Goodman to take good care of her and not to mention that he had kept watch over her by her bedside.

Mother Goodman did not understand Mr. Griffith's thoughts. It was clear that he couldn't let go, that he was reluctant, so why persist in being so stubborn?

William Griffith didn't say a word, he just left quietly. Mother Goodman watched his lonely figure depart and sighed.

By the time Cherish Turner woke up, examining her surroundings with emotionless eyes, all she saw was Mother Goodman. Her gaze instantly filled with disappointment.

"Where's William Griffith? Is he not here?"