Chapter 84 Two Days Left

Alld. It’s killing me! Dad, just let me die! I don’t want to live anymore! I really don’t want on live, please! Let me die! I’m begging you!”

in

In the Va Neurology Ward, Killian’s limbs twisted as he suffered another attack. After enduring this torture for over ten days, he was now skin and bones, and his screams from the

were hoarse

Gone was the confident demeanor that the scion of the Chomsky family used to exude,

The wounds on his limbs repeatedly split apart, causing blood to ooze out every hour. The hospital bed he lay on was now a terrifying canvas of crimson stains.

Tristan observed his son’s anguished face, his own eyes bloodshot. “Killi, just endure a bit longer. I promise to make Finnegan cure you while on his knees, and then you can be the one to take him down. His entire family will pay the price for what you’ve endured!”

“But I can’t endure it any longer! I can’t!”

More than ten days of forment had shattered Killian’s will to live, he simply longed for the release of death.

Tristan was about to offer further words of comfort when Finnegan’s amused voice sounded. “You better endure it, as I’m still waiting for the moment you’ll kneel and beg for mercy.”

“Finnegan!”

Tristan swiftly turned around. His surrounding b*dyguards went on high alert as well.

Finnegan strolled over with a smile, casting a sidelong glance at Killian’s wretched state. He clucked his tongue and said, “Well, even if you were to kneel and repent now, it seems like you wouldn’t be able to kneel properly, huh?”

After days of torment and two or three hundred instances of agonizing contortions, there was no longer a patch of intact flesh on Killian’s limbs. He appeared to be a bloody mess.

Iven if the contorting episodes stopped, he was now destined to be a cripple for the rest of

his life

Tristan growled, “Finnegan!”

“Finnegan, this won’t end well for you Just give me a

A sick death for you! After what your

leave my hometown, destroyed my entire family, and left my dad paralyzed and unable to care for himself. How

growing more intense, Finnegan almost yelled, “Besides, you repented. Why should you enjoy

haven’t

but the pain from his twisted limbs left him only able to

agony.

you one last chance. Make

improved my mood quite a bit. As for giving me a chance, there’s no need for that. You better make the most of the last chance I’m giving

retreating figure, Tristan contemplated ordering the b*dyguards to attack him

he held back. “Finnegan,

Oscar had left the hospital. His seniors had already arrived in Jadeborough.

to visit the military hospital to deliver the Long Life Pill to Jeremy. However, Bernice called him

plans and took a taxi to a

“Finnegan!”

Bernice arrived in a black professional-looking dress.

sight.

that day, Bernice exuded a mature and capable air

huffed. “Wasn’t I

every day, you seem more beautiful than the last,

words made Bernice burst into

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tongue

surefire way to master the art of k*ssing. Seems

Bernice’s l*ps twitched.

there anything I say that your

can this be considered slick? These are

sighed in exasperation. “Be honest with me. Do I really

outfit makes you look good; you just naturally look good. You would look even better

couldn’t help but recall the situation when he had treated Bernice.

However…

your

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