Villain Ch 194. Healing The Wounded Beast
"A wounded beast?" Allen repeated, his confusion etched across his face in a deepening frown. He struggled to make sense of Jane's words, grappling with the implications behind her chosen metaphor. A mix of emotions swirled within him—defensiveness, vulnerability, and a twinge of fear. He desperately hoped she wouldn't say what he feared most.
"Please don't..." His voice trailed off as he caught a flicker of understanding in Jane's eyes. His heart sank as her next words materialized in his mind. "Please don't say you pity me," he interjected, his voice tinged with a hint of sorrow. The mere thought of being pitied sent a shiver down his spine, striking a chord deep within him that he wished to keep buried.
