C506 The Most Vicious of Women!

The gloomy sky was connected to the endless road. At a glance, it was so dark that it was depressing. Connie fell onto the rough dirt road. Her palm was scratched and blood oozed out.

She could not care less about the pain. She struggled to stand up and staggered forward. As she walked, she cried, "Holden, don't leave. Wait for me."

In front of her