A Demon with an Angel Face.

Many hours pass by and still no word from either side.

The maid still lies in a critical condition and Leia the victim also fails to open her eyes much to Mark's detest.

From just sitting down by her bedside, he could already feel his blood boil from wanting to kill a certain someone but he knew it was not time yet. There's no way he'd get rid of his only clues to finding out about the true madman who dares to attend him and hurt his woman.

"Tch! I'd kill her as soon as I'm done with her, but first, I'll make sure she suffers nice and slowly to the point where she wishes she could die," he murmurs to himself with his eyes like a maniac.

The doctors in his mansion as well as the nurses would constantly report just how severely wounded the woman is, but he couldn't care less about the severity.

Each he asks, they'd say, "She's in a very critical condition, she's lost a lot of blood. If she was a minute late then she would have died for sure."

But despite them repeating the same th