Chapter 580 - 579: Save My Child
Cherish Turner suddenly bit her lip, feeling an icy chill surround her, as if she were about to freeze.
His approach was terrifying. Would he not want the child?
Cherish slumped down on the sofa, motionless. She closed her eyes, and a sense of desolate sadness filled her, as if she had reached a dead end with nowhere to turn.
"What do you want?" she finally asked, her voice trembling.
William Griffith calmly strode forward, his tall figure slightly swaying as he crouched down in front of her. He gently took her cold hand, devoid of any warmth, "Why don’t you wear more clothes? Your hands are always so cold."
Cherish said nothing, so he asked again, "Where is your room?"
Still silent, he glanced at the stairs to the second floor, "I’ll grab you a coat."
William stood up and walked up to the second floor. Once his figure disappeared from her sight, Cherish reflexively got up, disregarding everything but her urge to escape. She bolted out the door, running through the front yard until she stopped helplessly. There were several tall men in black clothes standing outside the front yard, inciting fear in her heart.
Was she really at the end of her rope? Was there nowhere to go?
Heavy footsteps sounded from behind her, but Cherish didn’t turn her head. Someone draped a thick coat over her shoulders. It was the cotton coat Elijah Butler had bought specifically for her―warm yet thin. But at this moment, the coat provided no warmth, instead offering only bone-chilling coldness. Cherish shivered all over, yet he wrapped his arms around her, "Are you cold?"
She was like a marionette, letting him lead her back to the house.