A sharp pain stemmed from the wound and started to spread.

Jeremy glanced at the bleeding wound, unmoving. His head was filled with Madeline’s cold and resolute eyes and words. His gaze gradually changed.

‘Linnie, you really don’t love me anymore.

‘You don’t love me anymore.

‘You hate me now.

‘You even hate me so much that you don’t want to see me in this world again.’

Jeremy gripped the steering wheel tightly, blue veins popping on the back of his fair hands.

Seeing the men rushing toward him, Jeremy raised his murderous and sinister eyes before slamming his foot on the accelerator.

The bodyguards in front of him were knocked into the air. After getting up shakily, they immediately drove to chase after Jeremy.

Jeremy was not familiar with the roads in F Country and unknowingly drove into the secluded suburbs.

The loss of blood made his face pale gradually. His body had also become colder and even his vision began to blur.

“Linnie…” he muttered Madeline’s name as if he could