Neil didn't bother answering the guy—he just charged at him, fists flying fast and hard.
"You piece of trash!"
Alexander was flat on the ground, not even trying to fight back, forcing a twisted, miserable smile.
It wasn't enough. Not even close.
Compared to the pain eating at his heart, these hits felt like a breeze.
Neil grabbed Alexander by the collar and started dragging him toward the door.
"You don't deserve to show your face in front of Lucy. Get out—get lost!"
Suddenly, Alexander stopped playing dead and fought back, veins bulging in his hands as he clung to the doorframe like his life depended on it.
"I'm not here to get revenge. I just want Lucy to live again!"
"She's not dead! You're lying. This is all part of your twisted game!"
Neil tore through
