"Why do you say that? Did you two fight before the incident occurred?" Yerick asked doubtfully.

Rosalie sighed. "You can say that. If only we had talked things out peacefully... I'm really beginning to think that Sebastian's accident was all my fault."

"Rose, please don't blame yourself," Yerick said, crouching. "How could it be your fault? In such a situation, the only appropriate conclusion is that the perpetrator is wicked through and through."

"But I feel very upset. Give me another chance, and I'll stop him from leaving even if it costs my life! I'm willing to do anything," Rosalie said bitterly.

Yerick patted Rosalie's shoulders gently to comfort her. "Rose, don't blame yourself too much. There are some things that are out of your control. You didn't want this to happen, either."

What a silly woman!

Yerick had been targeting Sebastian for a long time. Even if Rosalie didn't exist, Sebastian would be doomed for having such a useful organ anyway.

The only regret he had was that he failed.

At first, he thought Sebastian would die the moment he was sent to the hospital. Yerick had the timing all calculated, but didn't expect this man to be so hardy. It became difficult for Rose to make a decision.

This was his first ever mistake he had ever committed in his adulthood.

Each time he planned on having someone die at a specific time, that person would die at that precise minute-without fail.

Sebastian wasn't an obedient fella.

Sebastian's hand tighter, and pressed his palm against

did Rosalie care so much for him? She even sent Theodore straight to the police for Sebastian's sake. Why didn't things go the way he expected them to? Wasn't this woman blindly

How frustrating...

complicated and disgusting animal. To Yerick, being cold

care so much for another man. It didn't make him happy one bit. Conversely, it didn't make him happy

it would be

Yerick left

to be alone with

looked at the two of them through the glass panel on

that in turn made

Sebastian's accident, Yerick had whispered in Sebastian's

to snag a

"Die."

cunning smile on

just a lonely and

who incites people to bring out their darkest sides. I'm telling you, I'm not buying it. I'll rely on hard work to get what

ontent

person wouldn't be controlled by

pulled out a few notes from his wallet, and

and

his grip over his glass as his

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