"Bastard, let me go..."
Ivana Bennett instinctively struggled, but Lucas Walker didn't pay any attention, just clutching her tightly, "My shoulder is yours."
Hearing Lucas Walker say this, Ivana Bennett quieted down, she raised her face, frowning at him, "What did you say?"
Lucas Walker pressed her head back onto his shoulder, "My shoulder is yours, but... don't shed tears for him."
All the while, he stroked her back gently, as though soothing a small kitten.
His scent had a calming effect, his arm around hers was strong and warm, the palm on her back very gentle. Despite the weirdness of the situation, Ivana Bennett didn't resist anymore.
Her face rested on his shoulder, and she gritted her teeth and said, "I wouldn't shed tears for him, he deserves to die... I thought of him as family, only for him to do this to me. Even if he didn't die, I would tear him apart..."
Her heart ached. Anya Smith and Anyue's betrayal, Anyue's death...
