Chapter 332 Her Duty is to Cure His Illness

Inside the iron door. Bradley sat on the ground, his bloodstained palms touched by the light. His deep eyes gradually gained clarity. "Freya, do you regret it?" "Regret what?" "Regret... meeting me." Freya said firmly, "I've never regretted it. I'm grateful to have met you, to love you, to fight alongside you." A glistening tear flashed in the man's eyes. His thin lips curved slightly as he looked at the shadow projected from outside, reaching out as if to embrace. She was the most important woman in his life. He just wanted to hold her hand tightly and protect her in his embrace. No matter how difficult the road ahead, he would do everything in his power to bring her into the light. … Freya stayed until dawn, but eventually succumbed to exhaustion and fell into a deep sleep. At this moment, Gabriel went to open the iron door. A beam of moonlight shone through. Bradley emerged from inside, looking disheveled, and knelt half-bent on the ground, his bloodstained hand reac