Someone grabbed her, pulled her hair back, and made Li Sinian see her face clearly.

In front of Li Sinian, they punched and kicked Heather, each punch heavy, each kick seemingly taking half of her life away.

She lay in a pool of blood, barely breathing, completely filthy, no longer the Heather who had interrogated him before.

There was a slight change in Li Sinian’s eyes, but it was not obvious.

Luo Xuan was the same, his fists clenched tight, but there was nothing he could do.

He couldn’t just stand by and watch Heather be tortured to death, but what could he do now?

Night Hawk stood up, kicked Heather over to him, and stomped hard on her abdomen, looking at Li Sinian with a smile: "Do you know what was inside her before she came here?"

Li Sinian’s pupils suddenly dilated, angrier than ever: "Night Hawk!"

Heather coughed up blood from being stepped on.

"I wouldn’t know, had she told me it was your child, I wouldn’t have needed to do this to her," Night Hawk said innocently.

"Night Hawk!" His furious voice echoed in the cell, his hands tightly clenched, blood flowing freely.

"Sister..." Blurred in consciousness, Heather lay on the ground, tears suddenly streaming down her eyes. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

In her haze, she seemed to see her sister standing not far away.

They had never met, but she felt certain it was her sister, calling out to her.

Night Hawk pulled a long knife from someone next to him, pressing it against Heather’s heart.

"Or to put it another way, whether or not she is Xiao Man, can you bear to watch a woman who looks exactly like Xiao Man die? Xiao Man is already dead, and the only person left in this world who looks exactly like her is Heather. Do you want her to live or die?"

"For a foreign prince, is it worth it? I can let go of the arms deal. Just hand him over to me, and I will release Heather. I will do away with you, and let her live a good life for you, even though your child is already dead."

"I said!! I’ll give you people and the arms! Whatever you want, I’ll give you! Let her go! Use her for the trade!"

The long knife was thrown away.

"Very well, it’s a win-win situation."

What exactly they were talking about, what they were fighting over, she could no longer tell.

...

Luo Xuan spent a day and a night, saving Heather’s life. He knew full well that K was poison, yet he could only administer it to her once more. It was the only thing keeping her alive.

He hated.

Nobody knew that she was pregnant, who would have thought that the child could survive in such dire conditions?

The next day was the day of the trade.

Luo Xuan led the team, taking his men to the trading location.

In the car, Heather leaned on him, her breath as thin as a thread.

"Who am I in the end... Heather? Or Xiao Man? Luo Xuan... why does he, like you... I want to kill him, and yet he still wants to save me? Is my child... my child his? Then who am I really..." Heather cried.

"Do you know why Night Hawk agreed to trade you? That’s because he got everything he wanted, and going there, you might not necessarily find a way out. Fear is, once you go, your identity will be exposed, just into another Hell. Heather, I never managed to have you after all."

The car stopped in the middle of the forest, waiting for the other side to appear.

Suddenly, Heather leaning against him said: "Luo Xuan, let’s die together."

"Why?"

That was Heather’s first genuine smile given to him: "His people have arrived."