Chapter 29. Still Alive

Winston stopped soothing him, but Hubert, the big lad, couldn’t stop crying. Winston couldn’t understand why he felt indescribable patience, as though currents of electricity were creeping inside him, paralyzing his entire body. Hubert continued to whimper like a child, thinking of Theodore and then of Jacob, each thought filling him with indescribable self-pity.

He saw the other party as a cultivation partner and knew well that Jacob’s soft words carried no weight, but now he felt a loss as if he had lost a lover. Ironically, he was the one who treated the other party like a toy but ended up being discarded like a plaything.

Thinking about this, a dull pain began to resonate in Hubert’s ribs. If he had known that Jacob was Stella’s boyfriend, he wouldn’t have saved him and wouldn’t have ended up this angry.

"Hubert…"

Suddenly, a familiar voice pierced through Hubert’s ears, rousing him. It was Jacob calling him. At that moment, Winston released Hu