Chapter 481 Flowers Bloom and Wither in Their Own Time

The sharp, thin heel of the high-heeled shoe dug deep into Hubert's wrist as he lay in a pool of his own blood. The pain was so intense it made him dizzy.

His dark shirt clung to his scarred back, cold and sticky, making him extremely uncomfortable. He had always been the one standing, while she l...

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