Losing the Little Princess Was His Own Fault

Sun Ning gently patted Alfredo's shoulder. "Come on, let's go back. I'll change your bandages."

"What's the point? I only wish her shot had hit my head back then. That way, I wouldn't have to feel this pain," Alfredo said, his already heavy heart feeling even more burdened.

His little princess was sleeping peacefully beside someone else.

"Let's go. Even if you're sad, don't make a scene here. Go back to your room and recover. The Independent State needs you to handle many things," Sun Ning said, dragging Alfredo back to his room, where they ran into the bald man heading out to find him.

"What happened to him? Why does he look like this?" the bald man asked, seeing Alfredo's lifeless demeanor. He had left Alfredo in the morning, and he had not been in this state. Now, he looked utterly despondent.