Chapter 49 Breaking His Arm
- Joaquin still had his hand around Stellan's neck, his raised fist frozen mid-air. Hearing Zayla's weak voice, he turned and looked at her with a faint, mocking smile. "What's wrong? Does it hurt to see him like this?"
- His gaze was cold and hard to read, but his words were as sharp as ever.
- Pinned down, Stellan couldn't help but shout, "Zay, come with me! If you stay here, you'll end up dead!"