?<strong>Chapter 876:</strong>


    He was about to gain more power, ensuring he would never again be at the mercy of others.


    Only by growing stronger could he keep the people he cared about close to him.


    Allison’s eyes stayed on the candies.


    “If they help you, you can keep eating them,” she said. She seemed confused. “There’s nothing wrong with enjoying candy.”


    Verruckt couldn’t help butugh when he heard that.


    His body seemed to hurt less.


    He wasn’t sure if it was from the candy or from seeing Alice.


    “Come here,” he said.


    Verruckt casually pulled Allison by the wrist.


    Before she could react, she found herself sitting on hisp.


    “Eating candy isn’t bad, but I don’t like depending on them,” Verruckt said, fiddling with her hand, which felt soft and warm.


    He then intertwined his fingers with hers, their hands locked together.


    “There are people outside,” Allison said, her blood running cold. She tensed, fighting her instinct tosh out, and tried to stand. “This isn’t appropriate—”


    “This is my ce; no one dares speak out of turn,” Verruckt replied.


    With his other hand, he gripped her waist.


    In that position, Allison couldn’t escape.


    “If you don’t want to die, stay quiet,” he added.


    Then Verruckt rested his chin on her head.


    Allison couldn’t see his face, but she caught a glimpse of his closed eyes in the ss reflection. He seemed to be enduring some kind of intense pain.


    There was definitely something wrong with Verruckt.


    He was burning with fever.


    If he had been an ordinary person, Allison would have worried that he might die.


    But he seemed to be used to handling and enduring the pain.


    “I should get you some medicine,” she said.


    Allison tried to pull her hand away.


    When their skin made contact, she felt a cold shiver run down her spine.


    There was something wild and uncontroble about him. Allison’s hand felt ice-coldpared to his hot skin. But before she could stand up, he pulled her back into his arms.


    “I said, be quiet,” he murmured.


    Verruckt’s crimson eyes slowly began to calm.


    His body burned with fever, and just a touch of coolness wasn’t enough to ease it.


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