chapter 192 Weird eyes

It's already past seven o'clock. It's getting dark. Wally Yare carried Juliana Juggins out of the residential building, walked out of the community, and walked for a distance before taking a taxi. Juliana Juggins seemed to be overly frightened and too tired from crying, and had fallen asleep. She curled up softly in Wally Yare's arms, her little head buried in Wally Yare's chest, her little hands still tightly grasping Wally Yare's clothes, as if she was afraid that if she let go she...