The physical pain couldn't compare to even one ten-thousandth of the anguish in her heart.
Caspian Darcy watched this scene unfold, dropping his gaze reluctantly.
It seemed Miss Turner had succeeded this time.
But was it worth it?
Lissy Lock... was indeed pitiful.
At that moment, the ambulance arrived, its bright lights piercing the quiet.
John Fame abruptly pushed her away, without uttering another word. He descended the steps, bent down to lift Skye Turner from Caspian Darcy's arms, and personally carried her onto the ambulance.
Lissy Lock watched, her face impassive.
The ambulance arrived swiftly, and left just as quickly, soon disappearing from sight.
John Fame left too, the Butler following behind him.
As Caspian Darcy was leaving, he turned to look at Lissy Lock who stood, like a dumbfounded chicken.
