Hubby's Deep Love Will Never Change-Chapter 1258 Red Spider Lily Heather (282)

"Ah——!"

Accompanied by the scream was Qianxun’s outcry, unable to bear this scene.

She was really on the verge of collapsing.

Why are there such cruel people in this world, and why do they still live to continue harming others?!

It wasn’t until that moment that Qianxun realized she had been living in such a wonderful world, compared to these people’s grudges and grievances; what did they even matter?!

If she had the power, she would want nothing more than to slice these people to pieces!

In great distress, Qianxun covered her head and screamed, not daring to look.

"Mmm... Sister Weiwei..." Anyone... anyone to save her would do...

Heather’s breathing became rapid, and cold sweat flowed down like rain, her whole body trembling, with instant pain crashing over her like a tidal wave.

She had endured many tortures, but that didn’t mean she was devoid of pain. No matter how many injuries she had sustained, the pain was still unbearable, as if descending into an abyss.

The blood in her veins seemed to boil, her lips trembled, and she could barely utter a word.

Heather’s right hand seemed to have lost all sensation, entirely unable to move.

As soon as Night Hawk released her, Heather collapsed to the ground, her own strength no longer able to support her body.

With her left hand grasping the edge of the table, she breathed urgently to relieve the pain.

Night Hawk picked up the blood-soaked severed finger from the table and walked to Qianxun, grabbing her terrified hand and placing the severed finger in her palm, "Mrs. Gu, hold it well, and be sure to deliver this precious gift to Mr. Li and convey my regards."

Qianxun’s hands trembled as she held the still warm severed finger, even feeling Heather’s warmth from it. Her large tears flowed down, falling into her palm and blending with the blood within.

For a moment, her lips quivered, staring dumbly at it, unable to say a word.

"Blood..." After a long while... she stammered the word in a nearly petrified state.

"Hold it well, Mrs. Gu," Night Hawk said, "if you lose it, I’ll have to prepare another one for you."

Upon hearing this, Qianxun reflexively closed her hands, vigorously shaking her head, "No..."

Qianxun’s gaze went past him, landing on the nearly lifeless Heather, feeling unbearably sorrowful.

Cold sweat from Heather’s forehead dripped down into her eyes, her right hand resting on herself, and in just a short while, her clothes were soaked with blood.

Despite the situation, Heather did not forget to comfort Qianxun, attempting a smile, though she could no longer make a sound, mouthing her words.

Qianxun made out the three words: It’s not your fault.

In an instant, it was as though a knife had been thrust into Qianxun’s heart.

"Go back." She managed to utter a faint sound.

Qianxun had her eyes covered and was led out by River Sparrow.

She clutched the severed finger tightly, not daring to let go.

Night Hawk was indifferent to it all, turning around and squatting in front of Heather. He lifted her chin and said, "If you hadn’t betrayed me, you wouldn’t have to suffer this. It’s all your own doing; severing only one finger is already lenient."

Heather didn’t refuse to speak, but at this moment, she had no strength to open her mouth; she still hadn’t recovered from the pain of the severed finger.