Chapter 472 There was another person, who was inseparable from her in life and death

"Devon, I'll stick with you till the end!" In the face of Devon's threat, Wilton showed no fear at all, he spoke word by word.

Feeling Corona's body trembling incessantly in his arms, Wilton lowered his head and spoke with concern, "Corona, you're not feeling well, are you? Corona, don't be afraid, I will protect you!"

"Wilton, thank you."

Corona spoke softly, she thanked him, but in reality, it wasn't just him she was thanking.

She was truly grateful, no matter how cruel the world was to her, there was still a Wilton, who was with her through life and death.

"Fool." Wilton spoke softly. "Corona, I know better than anyone what kind of person you are."

"Don't say you wouldn't hurt others on your own initiative. Even if you were bored and wanted to kill and set fires, I, Wilton, would only help you hand over the knife and add fuel to the fire."

Upon hearing Wilton's words, tears suddenly rolled down Corona's cheeks.

This phrase, it was truly pleasing to the ear.

It turned out that she, Corona, could also be unconditionally indulged and loved by others.

"Wilton...."

Corona gently nestled in Wilton's arms, stirring something within him. If it weren't for Devon and his annoying group still being there, he would have loved to lean down, kiss her, until the end of time.

Devon's face was already unpleasant to look at, but now, seeing them whispering in front of him, his face darkened even more, as if it was about to condense into ink.

Seeing Corona reach out and embrace Wilton, the expression on Devon's face turned into a desolate, endless night.

He moved his lips, commanding his subordinates with an expressionless face, "Take action!"

Devon's subordinates looked at each other, they were indeed very loyal to their boss, but in the vast Sea City, who didn't know that the Four Young Masters of Sea City grew up like brothers, sharing the same pair of pants. How could they dare to lay a hand on the boss's best brother!

Although the bodyguards had not laid a hand on Wilton yet, Corona was extremely nervous.

She knew Wilton was good to her, but she didn't want him to get hurt or bleed because of her.

She broke free from Wilton's embrace, standing in front of him, "Devon, I won't let you hurt Wilton!"

"You and Linda, you both deserve to die! I intended to kill you both today! My inability to send you to hell is my failure as Corona! You killed my grandmother, and now you've killed my uncle. As long as I'm still breathing, I will avenge them!"

Thinking of her uncle using his last bit of strength to pull out the oxygen and infusion tubes in the hospital ward, dying in despair and helplessness, Corona was filled with such hatred that her whole body uncontrollably trembled.

Really wanted to skin them alive!

Unfortunately, the fragment in her hand fell. With her little strength, she couldn't beat Devon.

"Corona, what nonsense are you talking about?! Your uncle was clearly in the hospital receiving treatment! I, Devon, wouldn't even bother to lay a hand on a dying man!"

"Despise?!"

Tears fell from Corona's eyes as she laughed, "Devon, you're really noble! You disdain to lay a hand on a dying man, but you threaten me with my uncle?! You even conspired with Linda to kill my uncle!"

"I didn't!"

Devon subconsciously defended himself, an inexplicable panic arose in his heart, so much so that he desperately wanted to know if her uncle was all right.

He always felt that if Corona's uncle was really gone, some cracks could never be repaired.

Because the inexplicable panic in his heart made Devon feel too uncomfortable, at that moment, he didn't continue to argue with Corona, but instead dialed his assistant's phone number.

Before Devon could even speak, the noticeably nervous voice of his aide reached his ears.

"Boss, I had something to report to you."

"Speak!"

"Just now... Just now I received a call from the hospital, Ms. Burnell... Ms. Burnell's uncle passed away. He... He removed his own oxygen tube and IV. By the time the doctors found him, there were no signs of life."

"The doctor also attempted to resuscitate him, but in the end, they couldn't save him."

Bang!

Devon felt as if something had heavily struck his heart, and then, that thing had continued to sink to the bottom of his heart, making him so uncomfortable that he couldn't breathe at all.

He had no interaction with Corona's uncle, he had no feelings for him at all. If he died, he wouldn't be sad.

But he was dead, he and Corona were truly irreconcilable.

It seemed that the last shred of hope he had always cherished in his heart, yet was unwilling to admit, had been completely shattered.

"Devon, I'm in so much pain..."

Seeing that Devon had not yet ruthlessly avenged Corona for her, Linda couldn't help but feel anxious. Her little face was increasingly wrinkled in pain. "Devon, it hurts... I feel like I'm going to die..."

Devon's reaction, once again, took her by surprise. He didn't hold her tightly in his arms, comforting her with all his heart. Instead, he looked at her with cold eyes and said, "Linda, Corona's uncle, is dead!"

Linda's face slightly changed. Devon's words, casually spoken, seemed like he was simply stating a fact. However, for some reason, she detected a hint of interrogation in his statement.

It seemed as if he was asking her, why Corona's uncle had died.

He, doubting her?!

After the thought emerged in her mind, Linda completely forgot about the pain in her body. She was so nervous that she was trembling all over. She moved her lips, about to say something to avoid arousing his suspicion, when Corona's angry voice resonated in the air.

"Yes, Devon, thanks to you and Linda, my uncle is dead!"

"Linda forced my uncle to remove his own oxygen and IV tubes, she killed my uncle! Devon, you didn't kill my uncle with your own hands, but if it weren't for you, my uncle wouldn't have been driven to desperation. You, aiding and abetting, you're just like Linda, you both deserve to die!"

"You paid with my grandmother and uncle's lives!"

The more Corona spoke, the more upset she became. She wanted to fight with Devon and Linda again, but, she had just been hit by Devon, and the wound on her stomach was getting worse. Her white clothes were already wet with the blood seeping from her wound.

A surge of intense pain hit, coupled with the overwhelming heartache, Corona's body convulsed violently. She then collapsed helplessly onto the ground.

"Corona!"

Wilton forcefully lifted Corona, "Corona, wake up! Wake up!"

As he lowered his head, he saw the shocking red on her abdomen. He didn't dare to delay any longer. He picked her up horizontally and rushed out of the room.

"Corona, I won't let anything happen to you! I definitely won't let anything happen to you!"

In the blink of an eye, Wilton and Corona had disappeared outside the door, yet Devon, as if bewitched, kept his gaze fixed unwaveringly on the empty doorway.

Her uncle, was really gone.

In other words, she had just hurt Linda like a madwoman, not because she was malicious, but because she truly hated her and wanted revenge.

She was also injured.

She lost a lot of blood.

She was unconscious and it was uncertain whether her life was in danger...

"Devon, it hurts, I'm in so much pain..."

Linda's pitiful, mournful voice continued, but Devon couldn't hear it. All he wanted to do now was to ascertain just how badly Corona was injured.

Linda was just about to play the pity card on him again, and maybe act a little coquettish. But as she lifted her face, she found that he had already vanished from the room's entrance like a gust of wind...