My body kept shaking badly when I heard what the doctor just said. Without further ado, my mother-in-law hurried over to support me so that I could barely stand. It felt like my whole world just fell apart.
I had thought that Charles only wanted to replace my son's blood to get rid of the evil spirit inside him. However, I never expected that he would actually use pig's blood, which was completely wrong for the bloodline of a royal embalmer. How could he do that?
Tears filled my eyes as the sound of Alex’s painful crying before his death kept echoing inside my ears, refusing to leave.
I watched helplessly as my son’s small body, which was now covered with a white cloth, was pushed out of the operating room. His body, drained of all blood, had turned a terrifying purple-blue color that made my heart break into pieces. My poor son had to endure this for his evil father’s acts.
When I realized it, I could not hold it in anymore. I screamed loudly, rushing forward to where my son's body lay. Nevertheless, there was one thing that became clear.