Chapter 9

Before Dashiell could rush over, Stella, restrained by the police, seemed to have a breakdown and cried out, "Dashiell, what's so great about that old hag Juno? You promised you'd marry me! You said you didn't even like Juno..."

Amid Stella's wailing, Dashiell coldly turned to her and said, "Shut up."

For a moment, Stella was stunned.

Her crying quieted down a bit, as if she couldn't believe Dashiell would snap at her like that.

Dashiell, trembling, traced the wounds on my body, asking if I was in pain.

How could I not be in pain, Dashiell?

After being tormented by Stella for so long, how could I not be in pain?

Suddenly, Stella started struggling and managed to snatch a gun from one of the officers.

"Die, Juno! Just die already!"

The moment she pulled the trigger, the person who threw himself on top of me was Dashiell.

Stella let out a piercing scream and fainted.

Dashiell raised his hand, clutching his ribs.

The smell of blood permeated the air.