For those who did not know Christopher, it would be impossible to associate him with words as extreme as 'viper', 'beast' or 'demon'.

Bella slowly stepped to his bedside, her eyes cold and scrutinizing as she observed him.

"Bella, I'm sick..." Christopher's reddened eyes betrayed his vulnerability. He could not hold it in any longer and reached out to grab her hand.

Bella did not give him the chance. She immediately stepped out of reach and frowned at him.

"What a shame." She curled her lips into a mocking smile. "You are only sick, not dead."

After a pause, Christopher leaned back against the headboard, his gaze tender and lingering. "Bella, I won't die so easily. If I were to die, I would never be able to see you again."

Bella let out a cold laugh, her fist clenched tightly.

and see you. All these years, the only

at him with

truly cared about me, you would listen to me. Lay down your weapons and surrender immediately." Christopher's smile

reason you crawled out of the gutter and rose to your current position was because of your incessant greed that can never be satisfied." Bella's words sliced

his head, considering her with interest. His gaze held a

were to ever happen, I would be robbed of the opportunity to catch you with my own hands. I

She struggled to free herself, but he held firm for a supposedly

"Let go of me!"

small, bruised needle marks on his arm. While Bella stared, distracted, he pressed the hilt of

dreamed of. I'm giving you this chance now. Go ahead, stab me wherever you like. As long

his hand, tossed the knife aside, and left

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