Chapter 299

George's screams didn't even budge Julian. He stood there, jaw tight, wearing an expression like this whole scene had nothing to do with him. Same went for Marcus and Jonathan. They didn't spare a glance—just flat-out turned their heads, letting George cry out like a stuck pig. Amelia made a cautious move to check on George, hand barely lifted before he smacked it away with all the strength he had left, sending her sprawling to the ground again. Annoyed, she simply hauled herself up and sat off to the side, watching him writhe in pain, quiet and still for once. Eventually, the searing pain started to ease off, but George's back was soaked in cold sweat. The wind hit his skin, and he shuddered uncontrollably. Just as he managed to stagger to his feet, Marcus caught a nod from Julian. With no warning, he slammed his foot into George's knee. Hard. With a loud thud, George collapsed in front of Clara's grave, completely caught off guard. The pain in his shoulders had barely eased when the