Chapter 1782

Charles was pretty beaten up, but Silas had taken just as many hits. They were evenly matched, so neither gained the upper hand in their fight. Silas could hear Nicola's voice clearly from where he stood. Like a man possessed, he touched his split lip. Charles had hit him hard, and it hurt badly. However, Nicola did not even notice his injuries. Even if she did, she simply did not care, as her heart belonged only to Charles. Silas clenched his fist against his lip. The physical pain seemed to vanish and gathered in his heart. It hurt so much that it felt like he was dying several times over. Nicola and Charles continued their chat. "Charles, your lip is bleeding! How can you say that it doesn't hurt?" Almost unconsciously, Silas touched his own bleeding lip after hearing her words. His fingertips came away red. He was bleeding, too, but the one who held his heart didn't care. "Really, Nicola, I'm fine. I'm not lying!" "Where else are you hurt? We should go to the hospital