Chapter 1200

Bright red blood flowed down from Lorian's forehead, gathering drop by drop along his nose before falling onto the hood of the car. The world seemed to freeze, leaving only the sound of his blood dripping.

Lorian's long, delicate hands pressed against the car hood. He tried very hard to stand up. Despite that, however, he couldn't muster any strength. In the end, he could only blink gently as he gazed at Tegan and Lola.

Their figures were reflected in his pupils, his sight, and his world.

Tegan turned around. What she saw was Lorian lying in a pool of blood. Her pupils dilated, and she couldn't make a single sound. She couldn't even call out his name. For a long time, she could only stand there, locking gaze with him.

Every time Lorian blinked, it felt so long. Every inch Tegan moved closer to him was an immense struggle. She fell into deep thought.

You cannot die, Lorian. I hadn’t forgiven you yet. Our child was only 100 days old. We hadn’t even watched her grow up, nor had we s