When There Is Nothing Left But Love

One of the guard’s eyes was swollen to the point where he could not blink. The crimson blood that trickled down his face gave him a very horrifying appearance. After two deep breaths of air, he finally opened his eye and locked gazes with me.

Although I’ve met countless people who were on the brink of death, this man was different. The moment he caught sight of my figure, his lips curved into a smile.

It was as if he knew something.

The man’s devious smile did not go unnoticed by John. Feeling provoked, he slammed his fist into the guard’s stomach. At the sudden blow, the guard let out a pained grunt and collapsed to the floor. The punch had drained all of his energy as he was now incapable of lifting his head.

Moments later, a mixture of blood and saliva splattered across the floor as the disgusting odor in the basement became even stronger.

Seeing that the guard remained motionless, John wiped away the bloodstains on his hand with a handkerchief from his suit pocket.

One of John’s subordinates reached out his hand under the guard’s nose to test his breathing. With a single glance, John’s subordinates emptied a large bucket of cold water over his head.

“Ah!” the piercing cold roused the guard from his unconscious state as he jerked his head upwards. In a state of fear, his mouth gasped open like a fish out of water.

tossed the used handkerchief away. “Let’s go; you are still

scene of Mitchell’s severed hand

my way towards the guard. Without hesitation, I

blood began to stream out of his wound as the guard stared at me in disbelief. It seemed like my ruthless move was the last thing that he had anticipated. Finally, I glimpsed a flash of

is my child,” I tightened my grip on the dagger with a clench of my jaw and pushed the blade deeper

you didn’t achieve whatever you wanted, you

from his throat and spilled out to stain

me vent my anger. For a brief moment, he ignored my actions. It wasn’t until the guard’s eyes began to

my body. Expressionlessly, I lifted my head and caught sight of John’s furious expression. Yet, I

in fury. A rare look of impatience crossed his features as the anger made his veins protrude. After ten seconds, he finally turned around. “What are you guys standing around

“Yes Sir!”

of an eye, they ushered in the medical staff as the situation began to take a chaotic turn. Although John was still simmering in anger, he escorted