Chapter 91

"Eugene!"

Mila exclaimed, pulling herself free from Lysander's grip and rushing over to him.

She dared not touch the person lying on the ground and quickly called for a doctor. Eugene was rushed into the operating room to have his wounds stitched up again after they had reopened due to movement.

Outside the operating room.

Lysander let out a cold laugh. "That kid always knows how to put on a show. Who knows if he tore his own stitches just to get attention? Let him do as he pleases. If he wants to die, that's on him."

His words were as icy as they were heartless.

Mila frowned. "He's your brother. How can you speak of him this way?"

Lysander chuckled, though his fox-like eyes held no warmth, only an unfathomable depth. "And what about your own brother? You've never cared for him."

Mila's expression turned cold. "What are you implying?"

Lysander replied coolly, "I've done enough for this brother of mine. My mother nearly died giving birth to him. Letting him live this long has been my mercy."

As he spoke, he grabbed Mila's hand, attempting to pull her away.

"I've warned you before-stay out of his business. He's not right in the head."

whatever he wants. If he lives, he lives. If

was not going to

coldly, "Lysander, I've

summons, so he knew Jade had arranged a

about taking this to

Fine.

"Mila, do you really think having Jade

in his voice, and her

room doors

gazed at her with cold detachment. His long fingers gently tucked her stray hair behind her ear, his

what

shield you from family betrayals or make you

"Think it over."

walked away, no longer forcing Mila to

in

what Mila

she would come back willingly, waiting quietly at home

obedient and dutiful, fulfilling her

...

in the hallway, watching Lysander's

seep through her bones, her fingers trembling

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