Five Years Wasted Now They Beg Her Back novel Chapter 428

Grace had nowhere to run, and Damien couldn't reach her in time…

In that critical moment.

A blood-soaked figure lunged forward.

*BANG!*

A shot rang out.

But Grace felt no pain.

She felt something warm splatter on her neck.

She turned her head.

And saw Dorian.

Dorian, who was always so afraid of pain, so selfish, so desperate to save his own skin, was now shielding her and her grandmother.

There was a new hole in his back.

Blood gushed out, staining his already tattered shirt crimson.

“D-Dorian?”

Grace’s voice trembled uncontrollably.

Dorian’s body swayed, but a pained smile stretched across his lips.

“This time… I… didn’t run…”

Before he could finish, his body went limp and collapsed.

“DORIAN!”

Grace’s gut-wrenching scream tore through the silence of the underground chamber.

Damien’s eyes were red. He strode forward and fired two more shots into the thighs of the Butcher, who had already been pinned to the ground by Felix.

“Take him away! Don’t let him die! I want him to regret ever being born!”

***

Hospital, outside the emergency room.

Grace, covered in blood, sat on a bench, looking as if her soul had been torn from her body.

Her grandmother had been settled in an adjacent room. She was shaken but, thankfully, not seriously injured.

Damien walked over with a glass of warm milk, knelt in front of her, and took her icy hands in his.

“Drink some.”

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