Chapter 1220

With a thud, Callum’s cane hit the ground, and without its support, his body pitched forward, bringing him to his knees.

His wrist was gripped in Lysander’s vice-like hand, the pain of his bones threatening to snap slithering into his heart like a venomous snake.

Grimacing through the pain, the muscles in his cheeks taut with the effort to endure, Callum’s usually gentle eyes now sparkled with defiance and a hint of mirth as he looked up at Lysander and said, “That insecure, huh? Even if you snuff me out, you think you’ll find peace of mind?”

Lysander saw the mockery on Callum’s face, and something within him stirred. His voice was cold and ominous, cutting through the air, “And what if I do?”

He tightened his grasp.

A sickening “crack” echoed as Callum’s wrist bone fractured.

“Ugh!” Callum stifled a groan, managing not to scream out loud.

forehead as he knelt by

of icy intent, his aura oppressive, making

Callum’s wrist, his

an attempt to pry it loose, but despite her efforts, his

gaze was as dark and piercing as

standoff, Thalassa’s anxiety for Callum’s safety skyrocketed. She pleaded, “Lysander, let

turned towards her, its icy

talking now!” Lysander’s cold voice was a stark

rapidly, desperate to change the situation.

to deserve this. He shouldn’t be caught up in her

was once fine, until Lysander’s bodyguard broke his leg, and

didn’t do something, she would only cause

hands towards Lysander’s face, cupping his cheeks,

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