Chapter 372

• Mr. Matia’s eyes welled up with tears as he watched his wife lying on the floor, groaning in pain. His hands trembled, his heart aching at the sight of her suffering. But as a doctor, he could tell the bullet hadn’t penetrated deeply—it had only grazed her skin. The injury, though painful, wasn’t life-threatening. This man had deliberately missed a fatal shot.
• "P-please… don’t hurt her anymore. I’ll talk! I’ll tell you everything!" Mr. Matia stammered, his voice shaking as he finally gave in.
• Pedro’s lips curled into a smirk. "See? If you had just cooperated from the start, we could’ve avoided this little… inconvenience." His tone was light, almost amused, as if this were just a casual conversation. "Now, speak. Tell me exactly what happened that day. Why did you help him?"