Chapter 929
"Tick tock, tick lock, tick tock."
The clock hanging in the ward moved forward at a constant speed. Dora sat in the ward and took a nap. She had been sitting here for four hours. She was really tired, but she didn't dare to sleep. She was afraid that if Harold suddenly woke up, wouldn't the four hours she had been waiting for be in vain?
Thinking about it now, Dora still felt that Harold didn't belong to the human race anymore. He had been shot in the heart, but because the wound had cracked again and again, he hadn't recovered at all. There was another bullet embedded in his shoulder. In this case, he could still calmly smoke a cigarette outside the fire field, and then drive away.
Dora was the happiest person when she learned that Crystal's body was destroyed by the explosion in the detention center.
She had been disgusted by the fact that Crystal would be released in a few years. Now it was fine. Although Crystal was not officially convicted, she had died.
The eyesore was finally gone.
It was three o'clock in the morning. Under the cold moonlight, Dora saw Harold's face.
This man was too handsome and beautiful. He seemed to be the most satisfactory work of the creator. Especially at this time, he closed his eyes and covered the thousands of miles of ice in his pupils, as if he had entered the world from the high clouds.
She wanted to raise her hand to touch it, but in the end, she didn't dare. She could only turn around and pour herself a glass of water. As soon as she put down the cup, someone suddenly grabbed her wrist. While she was in shock, she saw a pair of cold eyes.
His eyes were darker and colder than most people's.
"M-Master White..." Dora was trembling. "You, you're awake..."
"..." Harold let go of her hand and pressed his forehead. "Why are you here?"
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