My Substitute Wife Is a Bigwig (Lily and Loid)

Chapter 251

The entirety of Lagersfield City had become a slaughterhouse.

Those who came to provoke them now lay dead and cold on the ground.

Loid moved like a demon from the depths of hell, striking down each opponent in quick succession. Determined to spare Lily from having to fight, he acted so swiftly that the others didn’t have time to react.

No matter how many opponents he faced, he seemed tireless as he never paused to catch a break. Shaun, Daniel, and Elijah stood in place, staring at the scene unfolding before them in stunned silence. Lily looked at the tall figure cutting through the crowd, her vision blurring

Loid emerged from the sea of corpses, casually picked up his suit jacket, and slipped it on. He wrapped Lily tightly in his arms and said in a soft, gentle voice, “Let’s go home.”

She looked up at him and nodded. “Alright.”

Shaun drove Loid and Lily home, leaving Daniel to handle everything that remained. Maxwell, due to his status, couldn’t stay at the scene and went directly to the funeral home.

On the way back to Anmer Heights, Lily curled up in Loid’s arms silently. Although he couldn’t see her expression, he felt the dampness spreading across his chest from her tears. His face tightened with concern. “Stop the car!”

the brakes abruptly. “What

home,” Loid said, his hand

Sham frowned.

used up a lot of energy just now.

he could finish his sentence, Loid lifted his gaze, his entire demeanor radiating a cold, formidable pressure. His eyes, sharp and piercing like

Shaum’s spine as he quickly

exhaled a sigh of relief, patting his chest to calm his nerves. The look in Loid’s eyes was terrifying–like

tightened

and held her

had known her, he had never seen her cry. Seeing her in such distress now twisted his heart

any vulnerability. But at least in front of him, she could release her emotions without holding back. He patted her back gently, and a determined

was the person she cared about the most, her last source of strength. Whoever dared to rake away what she cherished would pay dearly–Loid would make sure of

until she eventually fell asleep from exhaustion. Carefully, Loid laid her down on

Loid changed her clothes. Her outfit was soaked in blood, and she couldn’t keep vigil for Belinda looking like that.