Life After Prison Novel by Silencieux

Chapter 1677

Gilda’s constitution was rather peculiar. Her skin felt slightly cold at that terment, but it was soft rather than rigid. Her eyes were shut, and she resembled a sleeping beauty.

However, Severin was unaware that Gilda could still feel even though she was immobile and wrapped in coldness,

When Severin’s fingers made contact with her skin, Gilda was startled and experienced a hint of fear. ‘Dad? Hmm. It must be him. He probably wants to inspect my condition and check to see if I’m unconscious,” she thought, granting herself some reassurance. Her father, as the leader of the sert, was responsible for her well–being and the presence of disciples patrolling the area. Gilda tlus dismissed the notion that outsiders were infiltrating her room. Consequently, she assumed that her father or an elder that he brought to see her was examining her condition to determine if there would be any treatment available.

A cure eluded her own after years of searching, and she had already reached the point of despair. She knew that her father was hell–bent

my clothes! Who the hell is this? Gilda realized

me!‘ Gilda yelled in her heart as fear began to mount. Her inability to move or open her eyes only intensified her distress, but it did

someone Infiltrate my room without being detected by my father? This can’t be real! It must be a dream!‘ Gilda’s thoughts began to whirl as she grappled with the possibility that it was all but a dream. No one could have

clung tightly to the conviction that it was only a dream and nothing more. Every sensation she experienced after her clothes were removed

that Gilda was undoubtedly The most beautiful woman within the Skyblue Sect. She looked every bit as

being called upon to save her life. He would have wanted to win