The hidden heir of Wayne

One forty seven: His sharp weapon

Tears flowed down her red face as she was about to take her last breath. She felt the hold around her neck suddenly loosen and her breaths were becoming a little more steady.

She let out coughs as he finally released his hold around her neck and she groaned heavily.

Mr Andrews staggered behind as tears welled up in his eyes. He watched his wife collapse to the ground while straining and trying to breathe.

He wanted to kill her, to end her and save himself from the shame of having such bad news spread around the city and ruining his image.

But he couldn't kill her, not because of his feelings for her or anything, heck he barely even loved her, but because of the baby inside of her.

He couldn't do such a thing, at least not to his own.

The first time it ever happened, he regretted it for so many months and wished he hadn't laid his hand on her that day.

But one thing about a person like him was that his conscience never judged him for too long for every bad thing he did so he easi