Chapter 2 Are You Trying To Kill Daddy Again?

• When the man heard it, he suddenly froze, and his grip loosened. Kay says she wants me. It instantly calmed Victor down, and Keira collapsed weakly on the bed, gasping for fresh air.
• “What… did you say?” Victor leaned forward slightly, his sharp gaze falling on Keira. He tilted his head to assess whether what she said was true.
• Keira propped herself up. The rims of her eyes were still red. She mustered her courage, leaned forward, and threw herself into Victor’s arms. Her furry head bobbed against his body as she spoke tearfully in a high-pitched voice. “Victor, please don’t be mean to me. I’m scared!”
• Victor instinctively embraced her, gently stroking her back. When Keira composed herself, he quickly tried to withdraw his hand. “Keira, don’t think I’ll spare you just because you put on such a pathetic act.” His handsome profile was filled with extreme restraint. “If you die, it’ll be by my side!”
• He was a man who could bring a gun to force his father to abdicate from their family business, a man who could destroy both the business world and the underworld of Dornellos, and a man rumored to be ruthless and merciless. His obstinacy with Keira sent chills down people’s spines.
• She initially thought Victor was ruthless and unscrupulous in his quest for power. Hearing such a threat from him was terrifying, but he had never harmed her from beginning to end. Instead, Victor risked everything to save her. He was in the prestigious Byrom Corporation but ultimately sacrificed himself for her in that devastating fire.
• “It’s not an act. I won’t leave.” Keira’s voice was still slightly hoarse. She held onto Victor and used all her strength to throw herself at him. She embraced the man tightly and lay on his solid chest. “Victor, from now on, I won’t run away anymore. I’ll always be by your side.”
• The powerful pounding of his heartbeat echoed in her ears. The man was very much well and alive. Keira was comforted and choked up. Now that she knew his deep affection for her, they would never repeat the same mistakes again in this lifetime.
• Victor felt himself weakening upon watching Keira nestle in his arms like a kitten. I can’t trust her! I can’t trust what she says! This woman must be using some new trick to deceive me! What new plan has she concocted to escape from my grasp?! Victor warned himself desperately.
• His icy resolve slowly crumbled along with the woman’s soft whispers. After a long silence, Victor gritted his teeth and warned her, “Keira, don’t lie to me again.”
• “I won’t. I won’t dare to lie to you again,” the woman spoke tearfully. The red marks on her delicate neck from being restrained became more apparent. Her exquisite eyes shimmered with tears as she looked at the cold man miserably, and his rage was suddenly inexplicably extinguished.
• Keira secretly breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the furious man calm down. When she looked over his shoulder and noticed that his half arm was already stained red with blood, she suddenly remembered that Victor was ambushed on his way home in her previous life. He was shot in the shoulder before he jumped into the river to save her from falling off the wall.
• After returning home, the two had gotten into a fierce conflict. Victor had become even more violent and uncontrollable, refusing medical treatment. After delaying treatment for several days, the injury on Victor’s right arm had turned into chronic pain, and he had been no longer able to hold a gun
• When Victor arrived at the scene of the fire in her past life, he was already riddled with injuries. If it weren’t for the injury on his arm, Victor wouldn’t have ended up in such a wretched state even if he faced multiple opponents.
• “Victor, how is your shoulder? Should I call a doctor to take a look?” Keira became anxious. She didn’t want Victor to suffer any harm in this life for her sake.
• Victor’s expression changed. He grabbed her sleeve, forcefully pulling her back into his embrace before sternly rebuking her in a low voice, “No! You can’t leave!” Sure enough, this woman is finding reasons to disappear from my sight!
• Upon seeing that Victor was about to lose control again, Keira quickly nestled in his embrace demurely. She instinctively raised her arms and wrapped them around Victor’s neck. “Alright, I won’t! I won’t leave. I’ll stay with you!”
• “What if I call and ask the butler to fetch a doctor?” she suggested tentatively. “Victor, I’m worried about you.” Keira’s eyes were filled with tears. She looked at him pleadingly, her plush lips pouting.
• Victor held the woman’s soft and delicate figure in his arms, and her soft whispers filled his ears. It was the first time they weren’t arguing hysterically. His deep gaze fell on Keira’s fair cheek, watching as her large eyes blinked and stared at him with concern. Only when he nodded in agreement did the woman turn around happily to take her phone from the bedside table.
• While waiting for the family doctor to arrive, Keira wanted to tear open Victor’s shirt and clean his wound. However, she couldn’t tear apart the fabric of his shirt, and she was afraid of hurting Victor’s wound. Her refined brows furrowed, and she pouted, looking distressed.
• Victor sized up her expression and felt a burning sensation in his wound as he saw her stare at his shoulder in concentration. He couldn’t bear to see her frown, so he said softly, “There are scissors on the second shelf of the cupboard.”
• When Keira heard it, her brows relaxed. She turned around and searched the cabinet on tiptoe.
• As Victor watched her slender and delicate figure trembling as she leaned against the cupboard, he wanted to get up and help but was stopped by Keira. “Don’t move!” Although he was somewhat worried about her, he wasn’t annoyed. Victor only snapped out of his daze when she grabbed a pair of scissors, hurried back, and started to carefully cut his shirt along his collar.
• At this time, the door was suddenly pushed open with a loud bang. A little boy wearing a blue sweatshirt dashed in and ran to Keira and Victor before forcefully shoving Keira away. “What are you trying to do to my daddy again, wicked woman?” The boy appeared to be around four or five years old. His eyes were as dark as Victor’s but brighter and less hostile.
• He had a chubby face, and the top of his head barely reached the bed. He stood before Victor and glared at Keira with his guard up. Upon seeing the blood-stained scissors in Keira’s hand, the little boy had a nastier expression. “Are you trying to kill Daddy again?”
• After confirming that Keira was unharmed, Victor finally shifted his attention to his son, who had suddenly rushed in. He held the child’s flailing hands, fearing that Landon would again offend Keira. Victor’s expression grew darker when he noticed Keira’s pale complexion. He said coldly, “Landon, get out!”
• Upon hearing Victor’s voice, Keira’s eyes widened as she looked at Landon Byrom, who looked extremely upset. He seemed very aggrieved, but he held back his tears. Keira thought about her children from her past life who were deceived by Keziah and ultimately died from poisoning.
• In her previous life, Keira had three children with Victor after a heated argument with him. She was often on the losing end when going up against Victor, so she took out all her resentment against him on her innocent children.
• Keira couldn’t recall what the three children looked like until their tragic deaths in her past life. She almost felt she couldn’t recognize the four-year-old Landon when she saw him and his slightly innocent features. She instinctively reached out her hand, wanting to touch Landon’s flushed, upset, tiny face. To her surprise, Landon recoiled as if he were afraid.