It ran through his mind like a string of spells, and gradually and slowly, it swallowed his sense little by little. It left him an incredible madness. It was indeed like a spell. The more he thought of Zora, the more severe his pain got. Zora's bloodied face became more vivid in his mind.
He was going crazy. He was driven mad. H e clutched his head with both hands. His breathing became short! His throat was dry!
Zora was his most beloved woman. But eventually, he had gotten her killed and she died that horribly.
His head hurt! He could not bear it! A splitting, indescribable pain churned in his
head. He could never forget that.
How horribly Zora died! He could not tolerate any happiness in his future life, and neither could he stand Kingsley living a happy life. They should both engrave Zora in their heart and wallow in deep pain and remorse. They should never move forward! Living in pain was their only salvation!
However, Kingsley fell in love with another woman, and he started a new life with her!
That woman didn't disgust Luke. He even felt a slight fondness for her, but he hated that Kingsley and she lived happily together!
Dindn’t Kingsley love that woman the most?
And what if that woman died?
Losing his most beloved woman, Kingsley must be completely wrenched. Moreover, that woman was the mother of his son. If she died, the pain must last the rest of his life and be engraved in his heart. He lost his wife, and his son lost his mother. From then on, he would sink into infinite pain and struggle. There was no slightest of joy i n his life ever! What the f*ck!
He was thrilled by these thoughts! How exciting they were! This crazy, twisted, yet thrilling feeling was consuming him little b y little. Finally, he managed to get up and got deprived of his rationality.
He moved his feet forward, approaching Sherman step by step. His face was distorted, and his eyes were scarlet as if he was being manipulated by someone like a puppet or a robot.
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