Chapter 84 Two Days Left

Alld. It’s killing me! Dad, just let me die! I don’t want to live anymore! I really don’t want on live, please! Let me die! I’m begging you!”

in

In the Va Neurology Ward, Killian’s limbs twisted as he suffered another attack. After enduring this torture for over ten days, he was now skin and bones, and his screams from the

were hoarse

Gone was the confident demeanor that the scion of the Chomsky family used to exude,

The wounds on his limbs repeatedly split apart, causing blood to ooze out every hour. The hospital bed he lay on was now a terrifying canvas of crimson stains.

Tristan observed his son’s anguished face, his own eyes bloodshot. “Killi, just endure a bit longer. I promise to make Finnegan cure you while on his knees, and then you can be the one to take him down. His entire family will pay the price for what you’ve endured!”

“But I can’t endure it any longer! I can’t!”

More than ten days of forment had shattered Killian’s will to live, he simply longed for the release of death.

Tristan was about to offer further words of comfort when Finnegan’s amused voice sounded. “You better endure it, as I’m still waiting for the moment you’ll kneel and beg for mercy.”

“Finnegan!”

Tristan swiftly turned around. His surrounding bodyguards went on high alert as well.

Finnegan strolled over with a smile, casting a sidelong glance at Killian’s wretched state. He clucked his tongue and said, “Well, even if you were to kneel and repent now, it seems like you wouldn’t be able to kneel properly, huh?”

After days of torment and two or three hundred instances of agonizing contortions, there was no longer a patch of intact flesh on Killian’s limbs. He appeared to be a bloody mess.

Iven if the contorting episodes stopped, he was now destined to be a cripple for the rest of

his life

Tristan growled, “Finnegan!”

From his hospital bed, Killian let out a hoarse roar of anger. “Finnegan, this won’t end well for you Just give me a quick death already!”

your

leave my hometown, destroyed my entire family, and left my dad paralyzed and unable to care for

his emotions growing more intense, Finnegan almost yelled, “Besides, you repented. Why should you enjoy a

haven’t

but the pain from his twisted limbs left him only able to

agony.

giving you one last chance. Make

a chance, there’s no need for that. You better make the most of the last chance I’m giving the Chomsky

at Finnegan’s retreating figure, Tristan contemplated ordering

he held back. “Finnegan,

the hospital. His seniors had already arrived

to visit the military hospital to deliver the Long Life Pill to Jeremy. However, Bernice

took a taxi to

“Finnegan!”

arrived in

lit up at the sight. “Darling, you look absolutely beautiful

off a pure and elegant vibe. However, that day, Bernice

deliberately huffed. “Wasn’t I beautiful

course you were, but every day, you seem more beautiful than the last, and my

made Bernice burst into

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tongue

the art of kissing. Seems like you’ve had some

Bernice’s lips twitched.

asked, “Is there anything I say that

considered slick? These

you!” Bernice sighed in exasperation. “Be honest with me. Do I really look good in this outfit

outfit makes you look good; you just naturally look good. You

when he had treated Bernice. Her figure

However…

why suppress your natural magnificence? Wearing something that fits

meanie!

for her undergarments so that her ample bosom wouldn’t bounce too much as she walked, which would attract looks and

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