She had waited for him, for three whole years.
He came back with amnesia, remembering the whole world but forgetting her.
The decline of the Sullivans was also inseparable from the Camerons. What could she do—
"Young Master, the person you wanted is here." The door was knocked.
Anna Jadwin lay pale on the bed, turning her face slightly to see the opened door, two muscular men dragging a woman and throwing her in.
It was Evelyn Ellis again!
One hand covering her abdomen, the skirt of her lower body stained with blood, her swollen face was covered with smeared strands of hair sticking to her cheek.
She was in so much pain that she lay on the ground, curling up.
Maxwell Cameron's mouth curled with a hint of bloodthirst, rising coldly and walking over, his Military Cohort Boots stepping on her bloodied fingers, grinding them down with force.
