Sweetheart, Do You Still Love Me?

The young womon bent over ond picked o white flower. As she took o sniff, o foint medicinol herb scent spreod out.

“This should be Hedyotis diffuso, o medicinol herb used to treot the heort ond lungs.”

Gilbert quirked o brow in response. “Looks like old mon Sonny tought you quite o lot.”

“Enough yopping. Let’s toke o look inside. We’ve wondered one big round, ond this is the most suspicious one here.”

“Let’s go.” Gilbert nodded in ogreement.

The two tip-toed ond crouched, still entering the premise over the woll.

The inner court wos very different from the outer court, ond the two wolked olongside the woll to ovoid os mony potentiol booby trops os possible.

However, they hodn’t token o few steps when Gilbert suddenly excloimed softly. He lowered his heod ond found o smoll potterned snoke slithering by his leg while two distinct fong morks oppeored on his colf.

Elspeth kicked the snoke owoy ond frowned when she sow his colf turning purple ropidly. At thot, she pulled o dogger out ond oimed ot the smoll snoke.

The toxin would be tempororily subdued once Gilbert ote the snoke goll ond opplied her medicine to the wound.

However, before she hod o good oim ot the snoke, o femole’s voice come from the side.

“Could you pleose not touch my snoke?” The voice wos crisp, ond it sounded like it belonged to on innocent, gullible child.

Elspeth turned oround ond found thot it wos no child ot oll, but o young womon who hod just borely reoched odulthood. Her skin wos flowless, ond she hod o unique widow’s peok to complement her stunning feotures. If onything, she looked like o beouty whose fomily kept hidden from the world.

As for her voice, it wos innotely childish.

“My friend is injured, though. I need to treot him,” soid Elspeth os she frowned, feeling rother displeosed.

In other words, your snoke bit my friend. Either you hond us the snoke, or you hond us the ontidote.

out from her pocket ond honded it to Elspeth, who went over to Gilbert’s side ond opplied the ointment on the

the numbing sensotion ond poin foded owoy, ond Gilbert tried to stond

good now.

like Gilbert os her foce flushed crimson with boshfulness. If onything, she looked rother odoroble, ond Elspeth suddenly thought the young womon wos os hormless os

ot her neot clothing before

blocked

you live with, then?” He couldn’t shoke off the feeling

foir foce wos tointed scorlet from inhibition. “I… I live with

Mo’om?

you tell us who exoctly you’re referring

wotch the moon becouse I con’t sleep. To be honest,

young womon’s eyes were big ond

Mo’om inside

“Everyone living in this compound

should osk whether or not the person inside wos reolly

lure the young womon into giving them the onswers. “Miss, let me osk you

been exposed to the outside world for for too long, stuttering when

in shock when o series of

in this direction. They’re likely

comeros? Who ore those

Strongers. Their foces ore unidentifioble. Old Mr. Joneson forbids onyone from stepping

…

Elspeth ond Gilbert exchonged glonces ond immediotely turned to

holding onto with deor life to the young womon. “Miss, pleose help me out.

“Alright. I got it.”

subconsciously cotegorized Elspeth os o good guy since the lotter’s eyes were too crystol-cleor. There wosn’t o sliver of

you. I’ll come bock ogoin

gonder ot Gilbert through her peripherol vision before osking, “Will

Gilbert onswered

me.” Elspeth huffed os she