She began to grow nervous at his prolonged silence.

“Are you still there, Mister? You didn’t faint, did you?”

“No.” Nico closed his eyes wearily. “I’m exhausted and would like to take a nap,” he murmured.

“No! Don’t fall asleep!”

She banged madly on the wall to keep him awake. “You’re badly hurt, and you might never wake up if you fall asleep!”

Nico was amused.

Having been training in the barracks with Cedrick from a young age, he would not die that easily.

Aside from Cedrick and Gwendolyn, she was the first person who cared so deeply for him without knowing who he was. It gave him a warm, fuzzy feeling.

“Mister? Are you asleep? Or are you almost dead?”

An urgent hammering on the wall sounded again.

“No.”

She heaved a sigh of relief. “I’ll keep you company if you’re feeling sleepy. Would you like to hear a story?”

“Do you know any scary ones?”

“Uh… Aren’t we living through one right now?”

Nico gazed weakly about the cell and chuckled.

Indeed, it was quite eerie.

“I know some morbid jokes, Mister.”

“This dungeon is morbid enough.”

are more morbid

over their chat, the pair passed a pleasant half an hour in each other’s

doctor, who was arranged by Charles,

more, Charles sent Gwendolyn back to the condominium on

reduced the area she was permitted access to from

not complain, nor was she displeased. She only asked him for several books on childcare to kill time

to her meals, however, Charles did his

drowsiness—signs of hormonal imbalance. In response, Charles employed a female gynecologist who would show

day at noon, Charles received a summon from

“Mother.”

stood dutifully before her across the coffee

down the cup of coffee with a grave expression. “Be honest with me. Is the child in the belly

gaze fixed

lying to defend

unfinished cup to the ground.

coffee table was lined with carpet, the impact hardly caused a

coffee table, knelt beside

of devotion, Kylie felt her rage subside. She spoke

digging and found that she is engaged in Chanaea. Besides, I saw the way you looked last night. The child must be

head

impression she had of

that is not worthy of you. What did she do to you to warrant such devotion

kept his head hung as he wiped her

he made up his mind, so she sighed.

“I will either marry

her through an abortion. I would like her to

stain on your honor for as long as you live? You won’t feel the same love for the

the sore spot

gazing up mournfully. “Is my existence not a wretched one, Mother? You did this, too, didn’t you? Does

“You little sh*t!”

him in shock. Enraged, she slapped him across the

whom she owed so much and regretted

for causing you so much misery over all these

hand and smiled. “It’s all right. It

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