"How could this happen?
How could he be so seriously wounded?
Who did this?
Who could hurt him so badly?
Baron Lawrence, upon seeing her tears, felt a twisting pang in his heart. He gritted his teeth, pulled her towards him, roughly wiped her face, and growled menacingly, "Didn't I say no crying when you see me? No crying, do you hear me?"
Her crying was more painful than being stabbed twice, it irritated him, filled him with a violent urge to kill.
"No more tears!"
Enna Clark bit her lower lip severely, striving to hold back her tears, not wanting them to fall. But it was very difficult; seeing the various wounds on his body, she simply couldn't manage it. She was desperately trying to hold herself together, both hands over her mouth, her body trembling non-stop in shock, her tears cascading down her face.
