The hands he held were so delicate and fragile, and the small body that snuggled up tightly was warm enough to make his heart tremble.
It would only take a push to push her away, but for some reason, his bloody hands acted against his logic, holding onto the trembling little body in his arms. He even spoke to her to calm her down.
"You should call me brother."
...
Christ snapped back to reality from his memory, staring into Selena's dark eyes, searching for a hint of familiarity in her features.
But there was none.
All traces of the innocent and naive girl from all those years ago were gone. The woman in front of him was just as cold and heartless as he was.
Christ's throat tightened, and his voice was hoarse as he spoke. "Selena..." He looked at her pale, icy-cold face and struggled to get the next words out. "... I'm sorry."
He had promised to protect her, but he...
Selena sneered. "You certainly owe me."
Christ owed the real Selena.
He had promised to protect her, but instead, he had raised a viper that tormented the kind and innocent girl for over a decade.
In the end, she died.
No one who was involved in her death was innocent!
Christ felt the weight of Selena's deep condemnation in her eyes, piercing his heart.
He couldn't help but reach out to grab her hand. "Selena, I can make it up to you-"
Selena pulled her hand away, stood up with her hands on the table, her eyes cold and dark, and a hint of blood at the corner of her eye. "I don't need compensation! I only want an eye for an eye!"
"I want all those who harmed my mother, father, the Turner family, and me, to pay the price!"
"Tell me, what really happened in the capital?"
Christ watched as her emotions became more and more uncontrollable and closed his eyes.
...
A few minutes later, Selena walked out of the tea shop.
The cold winter night breeze blew past, carrying a heavy weight in the air.
"Osvaldo." She stood on the empty steps and called out.
The man hurried over, embracing her with fear in his eyes. "Selena..."
She smiled at him, "I want to go home." Her frail figure seemed as if it could fall at any moment.
Osvaldo tightly held her, his tone carrying a clingy and oppressive meaning. "I'll take you home." He lifted Selena up and didn't even let her sit in the passenger seat. He just held her in his arms and drove quickly back to the small villa.
As the black sports car drove away, Christ walked out of the bubble tea shop and stared in the direction Selena had left, his expression equally cold and chilling. Two black-clad bodyguards emerged from the corner.
"Boss, Miss Turner, she..."
After the black sports car disappeared from view, Christ's gaze turned to the direction of the Riddle family. A bloody arc curved up at the corner of his lips. "Why are all these old capital people so damn insidious?"
...
Osvaldo brought Selena back to the small villa and startled the group of servants waiting in the living room.
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