Chapter 555 Do I Regret It?
- "Turn on the TV," Nathael commanded, his voice deep and steady while his gaze lingered on her bloodied, bitten lips. He remembered the last time he was hospitalised, and she came to see him. At that time, he looked just as distressed as her.
- Her nails were broken, and her lips were badly injured.
- Nathael hugged her firmly. His cheek pressed against hers. "Maggie, I'm here ... "