C186 You Can't Always be Alone

The sun's rays shone brightly through the window, illuminating the floor of the room.

Lucas, who was sitting in his wheelchair, had a faint glow on his handsome face. His pale skin made him look like a patient.

His sickly beauty made him feel cold, as if he was not a normal human being at all.

Mildred, who was sitting beside him, had just touched his wrist