Classic Novel
Chapter 205
Chapter 205
She opened the corners of her mouth that were reddened by the belt, and apologized: “I’m sorry, Shaun…”
She always thought he didn’t care about Jennifer until he said to her in such a helpless tone on the phone:
Lanice, it’s fine if others don’t know, don’t you know too?
Only then did she realize that he cared about Jennifer a lot, but he just kept that care in his heart.
But because of her wanton speculation, he didn’t know about Jennifer’s
physical condition, and missed the last time to be with her.
It was also because of her deliberate concealment that he didn’t see Jennifer for the last time, leaving them separated from each other with
regret
Thinking of this, Lanice felt a sense of guilt and guilt in her heart:
“Shaun, I’m sorry for you, and I’m even more sorry for Jennifer. If it wasn’t because I got Jennifer offended by Cilia, she wouldn’t have passed away so early. I killed her.” lost her…”
Hot tears flowed from the corner of her injured eye, but she still apologized: “I’m sorry, I’m sorry…”
Shaun glanced at her lightly, and his voice was as cold as snow as usual, but mixed with deep weakness: “It’s not your fault, I slapped her and caused her to fall on the nail, which accelerated her death…”
After he finished speaking, he raised his bloodshot eyes and looked at her quietly: “Lanice, I killed her…”This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.
His voice, which was pretending to be calm, was full of despair, as if he had killed his beloved with his own hands, so that he would never be able to get out.
Lanice looked at him in disbelief.
She thought it was Cilia’s killer, but she didn’t expect it to be him.
No wonder he blamed himself enough to commit suicide by cutting his wrists in front of Jennifer’s grave. It turned out that he was responsible for the final blow.
Lanice wanted to ask if it was to protect Jennifer, but she felt that the answer was not important now.
Jennifer is dead, and he will live forever in guilt and pain of losing her…
Lanice fell silent, and Shaun also looked away, slowly looking at the afterglow outside the window.
He seemed to be waiting for the night to fall, and when the light outside became darker, the hatred in his eyes became deeper.
It wasn’t until Samuel came in with the doctor that he got up and left, his back was so lonely that he seemed to be the only one left in the world.
Shaun came to the study, opened the locked drawer, and took out a gold- copper mask and a box of cyan plant juice from it.
He picked up the paintbrush, pointed towards his neck, stroke after stroke, depicting the appearance of the green dragon…
After finishing the painting, he picked up his mobile phone and made a call to go out.
He quickly connected and asked respectfully, “Mr Night, what are your orders?”
He stared coldly at the night that had already fallen outside the window, and said coldly: “Jake, the target for tonight, Cilia, Ginny.”