Chapter 1878

The brutal assault persisted for almost an hour.

Nathan noticed a gradual waning in the force of Lucinda’s strikes.

Lifting his head, he saw the rage in her eyes subsiding, replaced by fatigue.

As she collapsed backward, he swiftly caught her.

Just Like the previous night, he adeptly returned her to the bed.

During her manic episode, her strength had surged, and Nathan, gasping with pain, felt the aftermath of 218 lashes.

The pain was overwhelming, as it coursed through every inch of his body.

This made sitting unbearable.

the bed’s edge, he regulated his breathing and took a

bedside lamp had been

the ceiling

the darkness, Nathan took his pajamas from the

lights, he navigated toward the

ice bag from

carefully examined his

an excess of wounds – bruises, redness,

all stark evidence of the abuse he

steadied himself by grabbing

assailant and that of the one who

to lack of sleep, exhaustion and pain permeated every fiber of his

infusion and medicine for

his own treatment before escorting her to

and

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