Chapter 354
A massive truck appeared out of nowhere, launching Elizabeth into the air.
She was thrown over 30 feet away, landing hard on the ground.
Young Tarquin’s face went through a rapid series of changes, p>
“Elizabeth!” Kendrick yelled from the side of the road, panic-stricken as he ran towards her. By a cruel twist of fate, he was struck down by a sedan p>
Tarquin, like a madman, broke free from his teacher’s grasp, crying as he ran into the street.
Elizabeth lay in the cold snow, her white dress stained red with blood.
Young Tarquin knelt in the pool of blood, crying for the first time in his young life,
“Mommy, get up! Please, Mommy! Mom! Mom! Mom! Ah, ah, ah p>
Kendrick, barely hanging on, dragged his weakened body to Elizabeth’s side.
He held her tightly in his arms,
“Elizabeth, don’t be scared, I’m right here! I’m here! I’m here p>
Receiving no response from Elizabeth, Kendrick looked up to the sky and let out a heartbreaking scream, coughing up blood.
Young Tarquin was terrified, “Daddy! Daddy p>
Kendrick, still holding Elizabeth, didn’t bother to wipe the blood from his lips. He reached out to touch Tarquin’s face,
“Tarquin, Mommy and Daddy won’t be able to watch you grow up. You must be strong, be good… You know our wish for you, to grow up happy and healthy. Don’t worry about the feuds with the Bradfords… If they take you in, remember, never harbor ill will but always stay cautious. The Bradfords are like a den of lions, you must be careful… Don’t worry about your mom, I’ll always be with her, taking care of her. We… we all love you p>
With his last bit of strength, Kendrick gave his son these final words, dying in the snow alongside Elizabeth.
In one day, a family of three was reduced to one, leaving young Tarquin an orphan.
Tarquin hovered over the scene like a ghost, watching his deceased parents, watching his younger self wailing in despair… The pain, the tension, the breakdown!
He floated around them, unable to do anything!
This extreme sorrow and helplessness drove him mad!
He roared in anger, howling like a madman!
Next door, Elysia had already gone to bed, but the noise from Tarquin was too much, and she couldn’t help but get up to check on him.
Tarquin lay in bed, his brow furrowed, hands gripping the sheets tightly, his body shaking violently!
Sweat beaded on his forehead, his lips trembling, as if he wanted to scream but couldn’t make a sound.
The veins on his forehead were throbbing, clearly on the verge of exploding but unable to let it out.
Elysia thought he was having a nightmare!
She hurried over, frowning as she called out to him,
“Hey! Wake up! Wake up p>
After several calls with no response, she ran back to the bathroom to grab a wet towel to wipe his face, hoping to snap him out of it. His eyes suddenly snapped open!
Bloodshot, filled with red veins!
Elysia stepped back instinctively, startled.
Tarquin suddenly grabbed her and threw her onto the bed, pinning her down, his eyes blazing as he demanded, “Who did it p>
Huh p>
Elysia was confused, “What do you mean, ‘who did it p>
Tarquin was furious, the veins on his forehead bulging, “Tell me! Who did it?! Who was it p>
Elysia was terrified. Was he losing his mind p>