Chapter 847

"Evadne, didn't she know you were coming over?" Elvis lowered his voice, his breathing slightly uneven.

"Evadne's already fallen asleep."

Thaddeus eyed him closely, his brows furrowed with concern. "Elvis, you look terrible. Are you feeling okay? I can call my grandfather's personal doctor to check on you right now."

Elvis let him in and shut the door firmly behind them. He then took a deep breath and walked over to the couch.

In the dim light, he gritted his teeth and removed his tattered black shirt.

In an instant, Thaddeus' dark eyes widened, and he sucked in a sharp breath!

Elvis's muscular torso was covered in horrifying wounds, some crusted over with dried blood, others still oozing fresh crimson.

But what was even more terrifying was the palm-sized burn on his back!

His once honey-colored skin was scorched a sickly red, with large blisters that had swollen and burst, mingling blood with clear fluid.

"How did this happen?!" Thaddeus' heart clenched tight suddenly, and he hurried to support Elvis to sit down.

"Avery sent hitmen after me and Elsie, and later set fire outside the villa, trying to burn us alive inside," Elvis felt the burning pain piercing through him, biting down on his teeth.

He was a tough guy accustomed to living on the edge, enduring without a sound even with injuries like this.

he was already at his limit. But he

Thaddeus growled, his eyes reddening as he picked up a cotton swab

catching his breath and managed

was scheming to win Evadne over, her heart was already yours. She didn't fall for that beast's tricks. Otherwise, her life would've

choked up with emotion. "So, in a way, I

is the luck

haven't really done anything for Evadne. She's

covered in sweat, "When did she ever protect herself. Emeric shielded her when she was a child, and as she grew up, we brothers protected her. Who would choose to raise all their defenses and pretend to be strong when they could be cherished

him flashed in his mind. Her

swallowed the bitter

did Elsie quietly take root in his

she had already bloomed across his heart like a field of dazzling

is this what it feels like when someone occupies an

treating his wounds, quietly listening to Elvis's murmurs, "Love and familial affection, there are too many differences. I'm not sure how to truly love; having disguised for too long, I've lost the most primitive instinct of loving someone. But like you, I want to give it my all, to

returned to the Velvet Haven with

didn't show up at the Velvet Haven, didn't summon her, nor did

of the medication, but she spent most of those three days in

feeling of being half-asleep, not being able to distinguish reality from dreams, was indeed

her dreams, where she and Elvis embraced and

scenes, contrasted sharply with the cold loneliness upon waking, ignited her deeper

wished she could take a few more pills and fall

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