Chapter 295 You See, You Still Can’t Bear to See Me Die

"Want me dead that badly?" Martin pressed toward Victoria at the doorway, eyes narrowed.

Moonlight fell on his profile, stretching his shadow long on the ground.

The shadow revealed loneliness, solitude, and sorrow.

Victoria stared at him, backing up a few steps. "Yes."

"Think I'm the murderer?...

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