Remorse After Breaking Up

"Thank you so much, madam!"

"Can I leave now?" Lillian asked tentatively.

"Certainly! This way please," Andrew said respectfully. This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

If he were a country magistrate, then Lillian would be the queen. With the Seraphic Tear Pendant necklace, she could summon the four legions at ease. It'd be a piece of cake for her to eliminate him.

Fearing that Andrew might change his mind, Lillian opened the door immediately. However, Bryce and his men were in her way.

"Why are you coming out? Get back in!" Bryce said, shoving her back in. He thought she was attempting to escape.

"Stop!" Andrew bellowed. "How dare you disrespect the Supreme Lady? Such insolence! Get on your knees and apologize now!"

"Mr. Miller, what happened to your hand?" Bryce was flabbergasted.

"I told you to kneel and apologize! Are you deaf?" Andrew roared. He desperately wanted to appease Lillian, afraid that he might upset her.

Although Bryce and the rest were perplexed, they didn't dare to defy Andrew. He immediately fell to the ground on his knees, apologizing earnestly. "I'm sorry, Madam."

Lillian couldn't be bothered. She stepped to the side and left in haste.

Bryce finally rose and hurried over to Andrew. "Mr. Miller, what happened to your hand? Was it Lillian?"

A resounding slap silenced him abruptly.

"Don't you dare address the Supreme Lady like that! I'll kill you if this happens again!" Andrew thundered.

He knew how formidable the Supreme One was once he got to know him better. He'd rather go to hell than upset the Supreme One.

Feeling wronged, Bryce muttered, "Mr. Miller, why are you addressing her as the Supreme Lady?"

"She's the Supreme One's wife!" Andrew said.

"What? How could it be? Mr. Miller, are you mistaken?" Bryce was dumbfounded.

"She has the Seraphic Tear Pendant. I couldn't have been mistaken. I grabbed her hair earlier with this hand, so I could only severe it to apologize to her," Andrew continued.

Bryce broke out in a sheen of cold sweat. Fortunately, he didn't lay a hand on Lillian.

"Mr. Miller, you've lost an immense amount of blood. Let me take you to the hospital. Your hand can still be reattached since it's freshly cut."

"Reattach my foot! Are you trying to make me cut it off again?" Andrew was furious. He hurried off to the hospital soon after.

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Meanwhile, Sebastian and Fin were still dueling. Sebastian couldn't unleash his full strength due to being poisoned. Yanny's assistance gave Fin the upper hand, plunging Sebastian into a dire

situation.

Though he maintained a stoic expression, he was growing anxious. He'd be doomed if things continued like this.

Sebastian suddenly looked past Fin, joy dancing in his eyes. Thinking there was an ambush, Fin countered Sebastian's attack swiftly and spun around, only to realize no one was behind him. He had been tricked.

Sebastian produced a dozen silver needles and flung them toward Fin.

The needles blocked all the possible escape routes for Fin. He shouted as his arms shot forward, emitting a terrifying wave of energy. All the needles were deflected.

Sebastian seized this fortuitous opportunity and launched a kick at Fin. Having exhausted all his energy to deflect the needles, Fin suffered from a lapse in energy. He couldn't defend himself in time.

Sebastian's kick sent him flying 20 feet away. He collapsed heavily on a table with a loud crash, causing it to break into pieces as he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Sebastian's murderous intent skyrocketed as he lunged at Fin.

Fin was already severely injured. His face paled as he grabbed a chair and hurled it at Sebastian. Hastily scrambling up, he attempted to flee.

Sebastian smashed the chair with a punch. Just as he was about to dart after Fin, a wave of excruciating pain began throbbing in his abdomen. He could no longer suppress the poison.