Chapter 355

William felt that he was useless. He had always put Cecelia in danger, but now he was by his side, but he still let her...

The more he thought about it, the more regretful he felt. Tears also became uncontrollable, and drops of hot tears dripped onto Cecelia’s pale little face.

This was the second time he cried for Cecelia.

One, two, three. More and more, as if it was raining.

Cecelia, who had lost all breath, slowly opened her eyes and asked in a hoarse voice, "Is it raining?"

Hearing this