Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Chapter 1773

He took a glance and found no abnormality; then he asked Sarah aside, “Any idea when we'll have the antidote ready?”

“If we're lucky, three months. If not, it could take up to six,” Sarah glanced at the monitors, her brow furrowed in concentration as

the data danced before her eyes.

Fitch asked in concern, "Is there a problem?"

"No. Could you just handthat vial, please? I want to run schecks."

Almost reflexively, he reached for the bottle she was pointing at. Inside was a green liquid. He saw that Sarah moved to another

terminal, and the vial in his hand unexpectedly exploded.

He was unharmed, but his nose wrinkled at the acrid smell that filled the air. He glanced down at the shards in his hand and then

looked up, his vision blurring.

Sarah walked over, helping him lie down as she peeled his eyelids back for a quick examination. Turning to the person beside her,

she said, "We're good to go."

their protective helmet, revealing

syringe from nearby and administered a shot into Fitch's arm. Together with Sarah, they shifted Fitch onto

adjacent empty bed.

the system ran diagnostics. There was a string of numbers

screen.

complete. Match

years ago; he had his eye on this physical

faces, Sarah reviewed the cascading

it. If everything checks out, we'll proceed with the experiment

"Understood."

lingered on Fitch with an unmistakable yearning. She was still

by a love that made her want to abandon everything. She could

a coma forever.

syringe spread through Fitch's body, his world began to swirl into chaos. He was

voices around him but couldn't make out the

with Bernard, confirming that

chamber, stroking it gently before giving it a

arrival has filled in the gaps in our data. What's

"Seventy percent."

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