âStevenâ¦â My voice was hoarse as I called his name.
He punched Dax in the face again and again, like a madman.
The others were frightened by Stevenâs madness. The one wâ¦
ground by Steven with a baton.
pproached him was knocked to the At that moment, he seemed like a beast that had lost its humanity and was intent on killing everyone.
âStevenâ¦â I called his name, trying to bring him back to his senses.
I didnât want him to be sent back to the asylum.
Perhaps he heard my cry. His body suddenly stiffened, and he dropped the baton from his hand.
Covered in blood, he stumbled toward me and then collapsed to the ground. He held me tightly in his arms and covered my eyes. He was trembling and helpless like a child who had done something wrong.
âStephie⦠Donât⦠Donât lookâ¦â
I cried in his arms, my skirt soaked with blood.
âMy stomach⦠It hurts so much.â
Was I destined to be childless?
Or was this just my fateâ¦
At first, I wanted this child only to have an heir for the Lincoln family so that I could use the Lincoln familyâs power and Ignatiusâ status to do what I wanted to do.
I wanted to escape and find out the truth behind the murdersâ¦
But slowly, as I attended each prenatal checkâup, the reality of becoming a mother sank in. I started looking forward to the childâs birthâ¦
I instinctively protected my belly when something happened and used all my maternal instincts to protect the child.
But now, I might not be able to protect this little life anymore.
âStephieâ¦â
My consciousness drifted, and I could feel Steven trembling.
His voice was filled with tears and grievance.
I didnât know why fate treated him like this. Why did it make him endure so much pain?
Now, he had to watch his own child slowly disappearâ¦
What on earth could make him live a good life?
What was the root of the problem?
âSteven⦠what are you doing? Are you trying to kill himâ¦â I saw Steven put me down, pick up the baton from the ground, and walk toward Dax, who couldnât get up.
Dax looked at Steven in horror and tried to resist.
However, Steven was not only ruthless in fights but also skilled very move was aimed at the fatal points of his opponent.
Daxâs henchmen couldnât get up either. No one could protect him at this moment.
âStevenâ¦.. you canât kill me⦠Ah!â
A scream rang out.
I tried desperately to reach out and stop Steven, but I was in too much pain to speak.
*Stephanie! Steven!â
The warehouse door was slammed open. Eason and Zion finally arrivedâ¦
Steven didnât even turn his head and smashed the baton hard on Daxâs head.
âStevenâ¦â I cried out, raising my hand. Finally, I lost consciousness.
I didnât know how long I had been unconscious.
In my dream, I saw a baby being taken away.
I cried and screamed, trying to get the baby back, but they were moving too fast. No matter how hard I tried, I couldnât keep up. I could only watch helplessly as they disappearedâ¦
âSteven, I hate myself. Iâm the one who deserves to die.
âSteven, this is my punishment.
âSteven, I killed them all⦠Can you hide me, please?
âSteven⦠Iâm scared.â
In my dream, I seemed to be constantly calling Stevenâs name.
I said I killed people, and I saw blood on my hands.
âHow can I save themâ¦â
âSteven, we canât escape. Even if we do, our conscience and nightmares will chase us into the very fires of hell. Steven⦠I was wrong. I did something wrong. I have to pay the price. No one is an exception, so I canât escape anymore.â
My trembling fingers touched Stevenâs face.
In the dream, Stevenâs face was clear and pale.