C79 Every Second Counts

He took a long sip of wine, thinking he could numb his aching heart, but he didn't know it was worse.

The burning knife made from peasant soil really cut into his internal organs like a blade. The sharp pain was like the roar of a wounded beast. It tore his heart into pieces.

Heh, even if he didn't want his child, he would still have to get rid of it. In her heart