Chapter 422

Willa remained silent, refusing to even glance at Conall. Her sole desire was for her shattered body to heal as quickly as possible.

Conall's smile faltered, the cracks beginning to show beneath his forced calm. Yet he stubbornly masked his frustration, speaking to her with an air of helplessness. "Still mad at your brother, huh?"

He paused, then continued, voice softer but firm. "I know what's in