Chapter 717

Dante's frail body went flying from that single punch, knocking him to the ground. Blood seeped from the corner of his mouth, and his palm was scraped open. The sight of bright red blood against his pale, pitiful appearance made Melina's heart ache. She hurried forward to stop Andrew. "Andrew, stop! Don't hit him again. Let me say a few words, and then we'll go." Melina didn't care that Andrew tried to hold her back. She went over to help Dante up. "Are you okay?" Dante shook his head in a pitiful but resolute way. Melina spoke softly, "Take good care of yourself. I forgive you." A sparkle lit up in Dante's eyes. Andrew's face darkened even more. He wished Dante would just hurry up and die. His shameless father and twisted aunt had brought Dante into the world. As such, he had found Dante repulsive from the moment he had seen him. Years ago, Andrew had countless opportunities to make Dante "accidentally" die. But Wallace had locked Dante away somewhere, so Andrew had lost intere