Chapter 437

Merrick's skin was torn and blood flowed out, yet he felt no pain. The pain on the back of his hand paled in comparison to the torment in his heart. In the past, he would daydream about a magnificent dream every single day. If he managed to uncover gold, Yanice would no longer have to endure hunger and suffering alongside him. Goldie would be able to pay for school, wear nice clothes, and learn in a bright classroom. His adorable face would radiate a confident and brilliant smile. It was this beautiful dream that had always supported him, providing him with boundless motivation and hope. However, now that dream resembled nothing more than a fragile bubble, brutally burst by the rays of the sun. In the end, he failed to discover the gold, failed to retain his wife and son, and stood there helplessly as he witnessed their departure. Merrick's heart felt as though it had been pierced by countless steel needles. At that moment, Wyatt approached slowly from the side, calling out, "Me