"Wyatt."
Serena Sullivan didn't give Wyatt a chance to plead, "You better head back."
As she spoke, her hands stroked her own knees repeatedly, the experience of dying twice was something she would never forget in this lifetime.
The sharp pain and blood from the car crash, the sting of seawater!
All of it, thanks to the woman in front of her, June Kane.
Wyatt paused, realizing it was inappropriate for him to stay here.
"Wyatt, stay right there."
"You unfilial thing, can't you see your mother is about to be bullied?"
"You'll be struck by thunder in heaven."
Fearful, June Kane bellowed harshly.
Claire Sullivan told Wyatt to leave and then looked down at June Kane on the floor, "He won't be struck by thunder in heaven."
Wyatt wasn't June Kane's son, he wasn't saving her from peril, how could he be struck by thunder?
With the clear sound of the closing door, June Kane felt the surroundings quiet down, she lifted her head and glanced at Serena Sullivan with a pursed lip.
