Chapter 1116

To get to the slum, one had to pass through a long, dark alley. After wandering about like a zombie for quite some time, Nicola strolled into the alley as darkness fell. The wind was getting colder, so she reflexively tightened her coat around herself. Her health had deteriorated after the miscarriage. She shouldn't have been discharged from the hospital that day. At the very least, she needed to stay another two weeks, but she was terrified of seeing Charles. So, she'd rather endure the pain than remain in a place filled with his presence. Willow had always wanted her to marry a good man and live a happy life, but ultimately, she couldn't fulfill her wish. Nicola chuckled self-deprecatingly. She tried to hold back her tears, but more kept streaming down her face. "Nicola?" As she was buried in her thoughts, a wicked voice called out her name from behind. She stiffened for a moment and then slowly turned around. Under the flickering streetlight, three men with malicious smiles