"Pff, hahaha. Uh, you say it like it's an easy thing to do when you haven't been doing it all this time yourself." Fuschia muttered with doubtful eyes and mockery. “Dylan, you need to stop showing off. It's okay even if you didn't do that. You already look strong in my eyes.”Fuschia tap Dylan's hand that trapped her. But Dylan still tightened his grip.“I will kill him for you, Fuschia.”"It's not that I want to belittle you, Dylan. But if you could kill Hayden that easily, why didn't you do it a long time ago? Hmm?” Fuschia twisted her body slightly, then stroked Dylan's hair. “If you had done it from the start, I wouldn't be in this position, would I?” Fuschia frowned.Thump. Thump. His heart skips a beat. “Yeah, this is all my fault. I should have killed him before he brought those damn bugs,” Dylan murmured. He only stared unmoving at Fuschia's face. However, no matter how long he looked at it, he
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