Chapter 290 A Puppet Without a Soul

William loosened his grip, allowing Cecelia to breathe again. She coughed violently again. After calming down a little, she looked at William excitedly, but what she saw was... "Little brother, little brother?" Cecelia William, who was once again in a coma. William, who had been strangling Cecelia just now, didn't react at all no matter how Cecelia shouted or screamed. It was as if everything that had happened before had never happened. It was just an illusion that William was lying there motionless like he had been a few days ago. When he let go just now, Cecelia thought that it was her kiss that worked. She couldn't help feeling happy in her heart. Anyway, he had feelings for her. Now it seemed that it was not what she thought. He carefully recalled what had just happened. After a while, Cecelia thought that William's sanity was not right. Not only was his mind wrong, but his eyes also seemed to have no focus. It was like a puppet without a soul. Cecelia felt that this mat