Chapter 74

"Luca." He whispered softly. It's been almost a day and Lucas is still so out of his shape.

Lucas was not conscious. He was, but it was for such short time, he just went unconscious again.

Since yesterday, he didn't wake up.

Christopher went to collect the dead body. He saw how badly the wrists were slashed. That proved that it wasn't the first time Volkov tried to kill himself.

He came back at 1 am at night. He didn't come back home; he knew Lucas is at Moura’s, so he went there. The funeral was held last at night, the bodies condition was not to be kept for morning.

At the funeral hall, Lucas was in so bad condition that he couldn't even stand up without a shoulder to support him.

"This man here, Alexander Volkov, is my father, used to be my father. He was a bad father, very bad father. He didn't know how to give his love, how to show that he loves someone. He was never successful in showing me how much he loved me. And i hate him. I've hated him throughout my whole life