Julian's Stand in Wife

\That shadow traumatized Sean deeply.

The interrogator was still chuckling smugly.

“Seems like you don’t think this hurts like hell. I was wrong,” he said, in a coarse voice that sounded like sandpaper. “I’m sorry, Sean. Will you forgive me?”

Before giving Sean a chance to speak, he stood up and laughed loudly. “You didn’t cry for Mommy despite it hurting so much.”

In fact, Sean didn’t even have the energy to say anything. It hurt so much, he felt as though his blood stopped flowing and his skin started puckering up.

Sean slumped on the ground, his usual proud and cool demeanor all but gone.

Perhaps Oliver was going to break his promise, he thought.

Before, he promised Julian that he would keep Sean alive in the training camp.

But now…

His life was on the line, and no one seemed to be coming to rescue him.

It hurt.

The pain spread from his fingers to his heart.

hands. His hands, that had been

Haha.

were to survive this

What’s more…

had been nasty to him ever since the interrogation began,

going to let him

death. He would become

was in fact the black pills he had been

Those pills…

were the story behind

people so fearful, they had to hurriedly find a scapegoat to cover up

no longer had

of his consciousness left him, that man found another torture

inched toward

and physical strength he had honed during the recent training, still proved too

and wait for death to

Daddy, Mommy.

I’m sorry.

had been too

listened to his mother right from the start and not joined the training camp at such a young age, would he have been stronger and therefore not be at the mercy of others, like he