Chapter 201 Bianca's Bitter Tears

Vaughn sat on the edge of the bed, bored, and took the girl's hand, intertwining their fingers.

She remained motionless, not even breathing, like a porcelain doll in a cabinet.

The more this happened, the harder it was for Vaughn to hide his feelings. At this moment, he seemed less like a killing machine and more like a knight guarding his princess.

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