Richard’s POV:
Send some men downstairs, and tell them to guard the arca heavily.” I said to the guarda.
Then I went straight to Lucy’s room The big room was dark and gloomy. It was full of the smell of smoke I subconsciously frowned when I saw Lucy lying sickly on the bed.
Her eyes were half-closed, and I sensed that she was indifferent to my arrival Susan was next to her, checking on her. I walked to the window and drew the heavy curtains, letting the sunlight come in instantly. Lucy squinted her eyes. It seemed that she was afraid of secing the light. She groaned and immediately turned her back to the light.
I snorted coldly, “You’re going to die soon. Why are you still making trouble?”
Since I locked Lucy up, she had been making trouble every now and then, asking for a doctor. I knew she was just looking for an opportunity to escape. But I had already sent my men to guard the building heavily. Even a sly couldn’t get out, let alone her, a living she-wolf. But today, she was a little sensible. She didn’t clamor for Kyle as soon as she saw me.
When I saw the cigarette butts on the floor, I felt a little amused.
“It seems that you don’t care about your baby that much.” Lucy still ignored me. She looked lifeless.
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