Chapter 778
Nigel nodded. "Yes, I'm ready. Celine, go ahead—take my blood."
"Alright."
Celine immediately pulled out a sharp, gleaming blade. "Mr. Hampton, I'm about to begin."
"Do it."
Nigel closed his eyes.
Celine raised the blade. Its pointed tip hovered directly above Nigel's chest, right where his heart beat beneath.
Suddenly, Fiona leaped off the bed and threw herself into Nigel's arms, clinging to him tightly.
Nigel opened his eyes and looked at her. "Fiona, what's wrong?"
She shook her desperately. "Nigel, I don't want you to die!"
He gazed at her tenderly. "As long as it saves you, I'll do anything."
"Why are you being so nice to me?" Fiona's voice trembled. "Back then, our marriage was purely out of convenience for our families. I knew you didn't love me."
Nigel lifted his hand and gently cupped her face. "It's true. At first, our marriage was just part of a power match. I didn't love you when we got married. Honestly, back then, it didn't matter who I married."
As an heir t

Haga clic para copiar el enlace
Descarga la aplicación Webfic para desbloquear contenido aún más emocionante
Encienda la cámara del teléfono para escanear directamente, o copie el enlace y ábralo en su navegador móvil
Encienda la cámara del teléfono para escanear directamente, o copie el enlace y ábralo en su navegador móvil