Because You Are My Lady

Chapter 844

After hearing that, Elaine was dumbstruck.

How could there be... such a thing?

People were following her all these while, but she didn't know?

At first, she couldn't hold in her temper. She then shouted at Morgan out of rage, "Why did he do that?!"

"For your safety, Miss Jacob."

"Well, I am safe. He's my biggest threat! As long as he doesn't cling onto me, I feel safe!" Elaine roared in a flustered and exasperated manner.

Not expecting her reaction, Morgan was stunned.

Suddenly, she realized she snapped at the wrong person. Feeling guilty, she immediately apologized, "I'm sorry, Morgan. I shouldn't have said this to you..."

Waving his hand, Morgan said with a smile, "Don't worry about it. If I get all sensitive with your antics, it would be too tiring for me."

Finishing his sentence, he rubbed his tummy while saying, "I'm so full. Do you want to take a walk with me outside?" "Sure," muttered Elaine.

Elaine then followed Morgan out. There was a road right outside the hotel building.

The road in this small city wasn't as big as in the big cities, therefore only a few cars passed by as they walked along the road. They had a nice stroll since it wasn't too noisy.

There was also a square near the hotel. Parents could be seen bringing children to hang out at the square after dinner time.

It was crowded with people.

"Shall we take a walk over there?"

"Sure."

The two of them walked leisurely. From time to time, Elaine would look back. When Morgan saw that, he laughed, "Miss Jacob, they aren't called the Dark Guards for no reason. You won't be able to see them."

How would she know? She had only seen Dark Guards on TV!

Suddenly, her curiosity grew. "Are there really Dark Guards around me? Where are they hiding? Will they make it to save me if they are too far away? But if they are close, why don't I see them? I've been observing for quite some time now, but have yet to see anyone following us..."

Hearing that, Morgan glanced at her in surprise, "You have good observation, Miss Jacob."

Helping him up the stairs, Elaine merely explained, "I'm just curious. Tell me where they are, Morgan."

As Morgan sat on a bench, she followed suit and sat beside him. "Actually, I have never seen the Dark Guards. Only Mr. Bradbury can see them."

She didn't expect that answer at all.

"Since it concerns Mr. Bradbury's safety, the Dark Guards cannot be discovered. Only he has the power to control them. I have completely no idea how they look like."

As he spoke, Morgan pointed at a random stranger on the streets. "Look, he might just be a Dark Guard in disguise."

At once, Elaine was stunned.

Morgan then pointed to another person who was playing with his phone and said, "Look at that guy. He may also be a Dark Guard."

It seemed that the Dark Guards were everywhere, roaming around like shadows.

Suddenly, she thought of the two men in black coats who appeared at her house one day...

Whenever she was in danger, someone would appear.

Believing Morgan's words, Elaine became more and more desperate. She felt that it was impossible for her to leave Vincent on her own

effort.

Suddenly, she felt gloomy.

Noticing the change in her expression, Morgan glanced at her. "Miss Jacob, do you really think Mr. Bradbury is a bad person? Is he that terrifying that you don't want to stay with him?"

Lowering her eyes, Elaine stared at the ground and muttered, "Yes, he's terrifying. He didn't even blink an eye when he killed those innocent people. Those people were probably just like lifeless puppets to him. He doesn't even feel guilty whenever he slashes the knives at people's throats... I don't know what other horrible things he had done in the past... And I also don't understand how you people see it as a norm... But to me, all these are horrifying..."

She couldn't handle all the killing and bloody stuff.

Besides, her worldview and moral perspective couldn't accept this.

Both of them were from two different worlds.

Quietly listening to what she said, Morgan only gazed into the distance, lost in thought. Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

Seeing that Morgan didn't respond, Elaine raised her head and called out to him, "Morgan..."

Only when he heard Elaine's call that he came back to his senses. With a smile, he said, "Look at the children. They look genuinely happy and carefree. It looks like their parents pamper them a lot..."

Looking towards the direction of Morgan's gaze, she saw all kinds of people in the square. Some were singing, some were dancing, and some parents were having fun with their children.

"Mr. Bradbury lost his parents when he was a child. He doesn't know what a family is, because he never had one to begin with."

This was the first time she had heard about Vincent's story. Raising her eyebrows in surprise, she listened quietly.

"He was adopted when he was six years old. Before that, he had been wandering around on the streets. When he was taken abroad, it was the first time I saw him. He was very thin and small because of long-term malnutrition that made him weak. Among the five children who arrived that day, he was the smallest of all, but was also the only one who survived."

Widening her eyes in shock, she asked, "What do you mean by he was the only one who survived..."

"The person who adopted him was only going to raise the strongest child. That day, he brought five children and starved them for three days. After that, he put a plate of food in front of them and told

them to fight for it if they were hungry."

"At that time, they were children who had been starved to the point of insanity. If they wanted to get a bite of food, they had to risk their lives... So just like a pack of hungry wolves, they started fighting each other..."

After digesting all the information, Elaine was completely dumbstruck.

Seeing her reaction, Morgan smiled and continued, "Since Mr. Bradbury survived and ate the food, he thought everything was going to sail smoothly from that time onwards. He thought he'd always have a warm place to stay, have food to eat and never have to wander around the streets anymore. But what he didn't know was that his nightmare was just about to begin."

"The person who adopted him then raised him as his heir. However, to be an heir, there was a price to pay. Mr. Bradbury was only ten years old when he first got his hands stained with blood..."

Ten years old?!

A little shocked by that piece of information, she wondered. A normal person would be studying at school at the age of ten, without much knowledge of the outside world. However, Vincent had already started to...

"Being selected as the heir, he also had to compete with other people. If he didn't win, he would only be left with a dead end."

Massaging his thighs, Morgan smiled and said, "I'm getting old. My legs are aching now that we've sat for too long on the bench."

Helping him up, she replied, "Alright, let's go back now..."

As they both walked back to the hotel, Morgan continued his story after a moment of thought, "When he turned 18, the other heirs vanished the following day. So, Mr. Bradbury became the only heir, and he was given more challenges to bear. He then began to take back-to-back missions and tasks. Every time he completed a task, he would have more wounds on his body. There were also times when he barely managed to escape from death."

"His adoptive parent turned him into a killing machine. He trained him to become the best at completing missions, so he can do things that others couldn't, and can kill people without blinking his eyes. He has no sympathy, no feelings, and no concerns at all."

Looking at Elaine, he continued, "Do you think he doesn't deserve to be human? Well, this is the only way he can survive as an heir."

After listening to the full story, Elaine couldn't utter a single word. Sure enough, she and Vincent lived in completely different worlds.

His world was dark and filled with bloodshed and cruelty.

If she used her standards to judge him, it would seem unfair to him.

When they almost arrived at the hotel entrance, Morgan suddenly stopped in his tracks and said, "When he turned 25, he killed his adoptive parent to end his miserable life of a killing machine..."

"Miss Jacob, I can tell that you're a nice and kind person. Mr. Bradbury, on the other hand, is drowned in misery. He's hanging on the edge of the cliff, and only you can save him. I don't wish for anything else in this world, but I do wish for his world to be filled with hope and light again."

"I hope you can save him."