Man With Super Medical Skill (Matthew) novel Chapter 3693

Lady Veyra's eyes carried the weight of deep disappointment and a chill that seemed to cut through her bones.

In her father's heart, she still mattered less than Vohran.

Just then, a purple-uniformed officer entered the hall with a brisk step.

"Lady Veyra, all sectors of the East District are under our control. Two thousand of their soldiers have surrendered."

The result came as no surprise. Veyra turned her gaze toward Vohran.

"Cowards. Every one of them," Vohran snarled, his anger aimed at those who had yielded.

"They would never have surrendered if not for your cruelty.

"Father gave you power, and you've destroyed it completely."

Their father could only shake his head in silent resignation.

Knowing the end had come, Vohran dragged his wounded leg across the floor, inching toward Veyra until he was at her feet.

"Veyra, I'm sorry. I know I've treated you unjustly.

"If you forgive me this time, I'll obey you in everything. I'll never betray you again."

Veyra kicked him away in disgust. The words that came out of his mouth were blatant lies.

Their father moved to help him, but Vohran's eyes sharpened with sudden desperation. In one swift motion, he grabbed the old man and clutched him tightly against his chest.

"Veyra, if you won't spare me and let me go, I'll kill him!"

In his madness, he was willing to strangle his own father.

Veyra's face remained cold. "You think you can threaten me with a frail old man?"

But as her father's breathing grew ragged under Vohran's grip, unease stirred within her.

She despised him, but he had once been her mother's greatest love. If she let him die now, would her mother turn her heart against her?

Yet to spare Vohran meant burying her own fury.

In that tense moment, a shot cracked through the air. The bullet tore into Vohran's arm, forcing him to release his father.

Vohran cried out in pain.

Still unwilling to stop, he lunged with his other hand toward his father, but Veyra was ready.

She drew an arrow from her quiver and thrust it into him with all her strength.

It did not strike his shoulder, leg, or arm. It pierced his heart.

She had killed him with her own hands.

Her father fell to the ground, trembling, unable to meet her eyes.

"Veyra… don't kill your father," a voice whispered.

Veyra turned toward the doorway and froze. Her mother stood there.

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