Chapter 515 The Purification Predicament
I bit my lip, annoyed. Here Lucas was, barely hanging onto life, yet still he found the energy to worry about someone else. "Focus on yourself for once. The woman who found you was scared you would never wake up."
He just smirked, not seeming to care much. "So, does me not dying upset you?"
I rolled my eyes at him. "Extremely."
His smile did not waver. "You know, around here, it wouldn't be hard to find something to finish me off. This is your chance, Yvette. Do me in, toss me in the river, and you'll be rid of me for good."
I was fuming, glaring back at him. "You think I wouldn't do it? If you hadn’t saved me, you would be gone by now. Dead and gone."
"Yeah, dead and gone. Got it," he chuckled, clearly amused. I decided he was definitely off his rocker.
I had had enough and turned to leave, but he called out, "Yvette."
"What?" I snapped, every word he said just adding to my irritation.
He was oddly cheerful. "You didn’t finish fixing up my wound."
I took a quick look at the g

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