Ian carried Leah back to the White residence. Mr. Ryan had already brought his entourage along and was waiting for them.

“How did this happen?” Mr. Ryan searched the bruised and lifeless Leah and frowned.

He expected something like this but he didn’t think it was this bad.

Ian sighed and gave Mr. Ryan a brief explanation. He cautiously asked when he finished, “Will she really be alright?”

“She’s not going to die,” Mr. Ryan said placidly. “The Pseudocide is taking effect. Her organs will shut down to protect themselves. It can, to a certain degree, reduce the internal damage done to her.”

Ian sighed in relief when he heard that Leah would survive.

“And, the antidote?” Mr. Ryan glanced up at Ian.

Leah, this fool, trusted him so much that she had handed him the antidote that could save her life.

Ian smiled and hurriedly fished out a glass bottle from the bag, poured out the black pills inside, and handed them to Mr. Ryan.

He took them and fed the pills to Leah but since she was unconscious, she simply could not swallow them.

They were now in a difficult position. If she failed to take the antidote, the damage done to her body would only get worse with every moment that passed.

“You, the Sanders boy. Come.” Mr. Ryan passed the medication in his hand to Ian. “You feed her.”

Ian stared at the bottle in his hand in disbelief and asked, “How?”

Mr. Ryan glared at him with great hatred and spoke through gritted teeth, “Use your mouth, of course. How else are you going to do it? She’s not able to swallow the tablets otherwise!”

Ian felt bashful as he processed Mr. Ryan’s words. His eyes fell on Leah’s lips. In that short moment, the pills in his hand felt as though they were burning coals.

“Stop being absurd. Delaying it for too long will bring her harm.” Mr. Ryan urged. Noticing how skittish Ian was acting, he got up and walked out. “Hurry it up.”

in the room. He then put the tablet into his mouth

……

motionless on a hospital bed in a ward in the best hospital

shake their heads or frown. Nevertheless,

came by to check on him, Molly grabbed the

due to stress,” the doctor answered. “It isn’t

to wake

at

like this? Is it because

her fists and fell into deep

immersed in a

never left his side in his fantasy. They had a child together and lived a fulfilling life. She would wait for his return every day and take walks and share meals with him. They lived like an ordinary

the dream was so blissful and warm that Han felt

for three days and seemed as if

only watch as he refused to eat or drink and relied solely on IV fluids to maintain

the sizable Howard Group was still awaiting his

what the doctor told her

Then, use it to wake him. He will only awaken if

for Han’s collapse

the motionless Han, bit her lip, walked to his side, and spoke with an unsightly

felt as though she were being repeatedly stabbed with

mentioning

there

the

flutter when he heard Molly insisting, ‘She’s here. So, please wake up.’

lasted only a split second before her

He awoke after all.

tried her best to smile as

dazedly scanned the

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