“What’s wrong?” Zephyr was puzzled upon seeing Nicholas’ pained expression.

He thought that he was already humbling himself to wipe the man’s face for him, so how could the latter still have complaints!?

“Nothing.” Nicholas winced.

“Your wound’s pretty deep.” Zephyr looked at him. “You need to rest up for some time. Don’t move mindlessly, or you’ll suffer if your wound opens up again.”

“Where’s this place?”

“Seth’s hospital.”

“What?” Nicholas almost sprang up, hissing in pain when he accidentally pulled the wound on his stomach.

Zephyr glanced at him with a scowl.

“I couldn’t send you elsewhere. Seth knows everything,” he said in a deep tone. “He saved your life. You should thank him!”

Nicholas scoffed and smirked.

I remember correctly…” He looked at Zephyr. “He’s the one who saved

glowered immediately as his gaze turned

“What did you say?”

the temperature had plummeted. The two men stared at each other just like that, as if two lions that were about to

was the first one to speak. “You’re actually the one who saved my life. You found me on the balcony and didn’t abandon

in the gangs. I’m not some kind of saint. But

your identity a long time ago.” Nicholas looked Zephyr in the eyes

“Zephyr Hamerton!”

the sides of his body clenched and loosened before they quietly tightened

Nicholas’ injured state, he looked exhausted after saying so much in a go. He pressed his lips together before speaking weakly but clearly, “Yale Hamerton… found Marcus Grist. He’ll attack you anytime

frowned, and his gaze turned

“So, you’re Yale’s subordinate?”

head. “He just wants me to do things

you’re here to kill me

at him and arched a brow, wearing a slightly mocking

widow if I

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