During Henderson's early years, he had dominated the continent, causing the criminals to tremble in fear upon hearing his name. He had never thought that he would one day be in his bed, in his sleep, and be struck by a fatal blow.
The strange pain instantly swept through his body like electricity, and there was also an inexplicable and inexplicable feeling.
He opened his eyes and subconsciously went to touch the dagger under the pillow. He then recalled that ever since he slept with Samantha, he was afraid of hurting her, so he had put everything away. Now, Samantha was burying her face in his chest. She moved uneasily and placed her hand in a dangerous place.
Henderson: "..."
Squinting his eyes, he grabbed Samantha's hand and pulled her small claw out of the quilt. It was pr
