Captivated by the Ruler of the Underworld

Chapter 221 A Capricious Man

As Lela continued to pass the juice of the herbs into Sylvester's mouth, she raised her right hand. She passed her palm over Sylvester's back. In a moment when Sylvester wasn't paying attention, she quickly pulled out the fragment in his back with force.

Blood immediately spurted out, splattering onto the tree trunk, Lela's fair face, and her hand...

Trenton and Mildred watched this scene, their hearts filled with distress.

"Hum," Sylvester groaned in pain.

Lela, full of distress, left his lips and placed the herbal residue on the wound on Sylvester's back. She then pressed it down.

Sylvester leaned against Lela, his handsome face covered in fine sweat.

Lela felt extreme distress. She held Sylvester in her arms with her left hand while pressing down on the wound with her right hand.

Seeing that blood was still flowing, Lela hurriedly called out, "Mildred, bring the remaining herbs over here."

Mildred didn't dare delay and quickly handed over the herbal medicine. Lela stuffed the herbs in her mouth with force, chewed them into pieces, and pressed them onto Sylvester's wound. Sylvester trembled in her arms. Lela lowered her head and kissed Sylvester's smooth forehead, saying, "Sylvester, don't be afraid. I'm here."

said before that she

death could not snatch him

a hint of happiness flashed in his eyes, but he pretended to be in pain,

Sylvester, leaning her cheek

scared, but even he understood Sylvester was playing a little

which lasted almost for tens of years. He suffered a lot of injuries during that period. Therefore, this small

He is truly unpredictable. Only Lela would believe

before. He was shocked and gaped at Sylvester. He then turned to Mildred. Seeing the weird look in Mildred's eyes, he knew everything. A smile appeared at the corners of his lips. He thought, 'So this is what

feel that Sylvester's back was no longer bleeding, so

want to leave her. He even used force with his left hand, holding

so soft that he didn't want to

no idea what Sylvester was thinking, so she whispered, "Sylvester, release your hand a bit. I will bandage your wound for you."

"Be good. I will bandage your

He moved away a little from Lela, rested his head on her shoulder, and wrapped his hands around her slender waist. "But I can't move my hands. What if I can't take off my clothes?" Sylvester asked,

help, and said, "Mr. Gomez, let me