Chapter 1353

Julian’s Stand-In Wife chapter 1353 That shadow traumatized Sean deeply.

The interrogator was still chuckling smugly.

“Seems like you don’t think this hurts like hell. I was wrong,” he said, in a coarse voice that sounded like sandpaper. “I’m sorry, Sean. Will you forgive me?” Before giving Sean a chance to speak, he stood up and laughed loudly. “You didn’t cry for Mommy despite it hurting so much.” In fact, Sean didn’t even have the energy to say anything. It hurt so much, he felt as though his blood stopped flowing and his skin started puckering up.

Sean slumped on the ground, his usual proud and cool demeanor all but gone.

Perhaps Oliver was going to break his promise, he thought.

Before, he promised Julian that he would keep Sean alive in the training camp.

But now… His life was on the line, and no one seemed to be coming to rescue him.

It hurt.

The pain spread from his fingers to his heart.

He finally found the energy to look at his own hands. His hands, that had been with him day and night over the past week, training alongside him.

Haha.

Even if he were to survive this ordeal, he would probably lose these hands.

What’s more… He looked up at this man that had been nasty to him ever since the interrogation began, and arrived at a conclusion in his heart.

This man wasn’t going to let him live.

His death would naturally account for Leonard’s death. He would become the scapegoat and be accused as Leonard’s murderer.

However, the true culprit behind Leonard’s death was in fact the black pills he had been taking.

Those pills… What exactly were the story behind them?

What made these people so fearful, they had to hurriedly find a scapegoat to cover up Leonard’s death?

No matter the reason, it no longer had anything to do with Sean.

Before the final vestiges of his consciousness left him, that man found another torture device to use on Sean.

He slowly inched toward Sean.

The tiny Sean, even with all the intellect and physical strength he had honed during the recent training, still proved too weak in the face of such a strong man.

He could only slowly shut his eyes, and wait for death to come like a helpless lamb.

Daddy, Mommy.

I’m sorry.

He had been too willful.

Had he listened to his mother right from the start and not joined the training camp at such a young age, would he have been stronger and therefore not be at the mercy of others, like he currently was?

If he hadn’t been such a stubborn smart aleck, thinking that he would be able to exceed expectations and breakthrough the restrictions of age as long as he worked hard and persevered, training even when others were asleep… Would he be able to escape death?

Sean only realized that when he was on the verge of death.

Fear consumed him.

All the more… He missed Daddy and Mommy so.

He finally realized that he was only slightly older than three and a half years.

At that age, many children were still being fed by their parents, unfettered and unrestrained, and without a care in the world.

He, on the other hand, was going to die.

On this night, while his parents remained clueless to his plight… He was going to die in the hands of a man with a face full of scars.