Chapter 82 It's Too Late
Jackman surveyed Sherman, who lay prone on the ground, bleeding, with a hint of smugness in his eyes.
He took slow and calculated steps towards Sherman, relishing the moment he had been waiting for far too long.
Ever since the day he discovered that his father had abandoned him, he had been fixated on the idea of crushing Sherman underfoot. Finally, the opportunity presented itself.
Jackman's grotesque smile exposed his desire to sever Sherman's head and displayed it as a trophy on the castle walls as a tribute to his late mother.
But just as he was about to make his move, Elaine appeared and stood at Sherman's side, her eyes brimming with tears. Despite her blood-stained white dress, she stood firmly in front of Jackman without a second thought.
"No, don't!" Elaine pleaded with Jackman, her voice strangled with grief.
Jackman froze in his tracks, unable to comprehend what was happening. He knew what Sherman had done to Elaine, and the more time he spent with her, the mor
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