Falling for a Lie: My Stepbrother's Hidden Revenge

Chapter 195

He looked up and saw a pair of blood–stained, yet clearly articulated palms tightly gripping his wrist. It was Edgar who had woken up. Not only that, his strength had also significantly recovered due to the injection of the 023 antidote.

Having slept in the reclining chair, Edgar looked at Eric with a faint smile on his thin, bloodied lips. “I haven’t died so easily. Why are you so worried?”

“Mr. Fallen!” Surprise flashed in Eric’s eyes as he continued to cry, “You scared us to death! Did you really think you were dead?”

Cole was so young, and he had been terrified just moments ago. The two of them cried and laughed in front of Edgar, disregarding their own images.

Edgar gently patted Eric’s shoulder to comfort him. “I was just exhausted earlier. Under the influence of the S404 virus, my heart and pulse temporarily stopped, but I could still hear you.”

“I could hear you, but you weren’t responding!” Eric felt betrayed, even shedding tears. This revelation shattered the image he had of his Mr. Fallen.

Edgar furrowed his brows, groaning in pain. “I’m sorry, I truly am. It was a cheap trick.”

He propped himself up and sat upright. “Alright, tell me about this inhibitor.”

Eric wiped away the tears on his face and turned to Cole. Cole understood, sniffed, and began reporting seriously, “Dr. Y was shocked to learn that you were mistakenly infected with the S404 virus. However, this inhibitor cannot cure the disease. It can only temporarily suppress the virus and slow down its spread. The body can recover for a short period, but the medicine’s effect lasts for a week at most…”

A week. In other words, he could only stay in Frant City for seven more days at most.

Eric added, “Mr. Fallen, this time you need to go back for treatment. Dr. Y has already started developing an antidote, and you need to return for a blood test. What do you think?”

Edgar pursed his lips and fell into silence. He also remembered his promise to Sylvia, stated on her phone, that he would disappear from her world within a year. It wouldn’t be easy to stay by her side for an extended period. He pondered, remembering the plan that Cole had said last time…

Lost in thought, he suddenly felt someone tugging at his clothes. Coming back to his senses, he realized it

was Eric.

“What is it?”

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medicine prescribed by the regular hospital won’t cure the wound on your back.

his strong and flawless figure. In the middle of his back muscles was a palm–sized burn. Three days had passed, and the wound remained red and fierce, with the flesh starting to rot.

who had licked blood off his knife,

basin of hot water from the bathroom. Using a towel, he wiped away the blood from Edgar’s back, then used tweezers to remove the rotten flesh

sweat, his veins bulging, and his

thought of the anesthesia gun they had brought. “Mr. Fallen,

of the 023 antidote. I

proceeded with applying the medication. Meanwhile, Cole took the opportunity to clean up the bloodstained floor.

noticed several figures hastily approaching. He grew suspicious

halted his actions.

is back with Twelve and

frowned. “She’s here already?”

came back on foot, and Nick isn’t with

hurriedly continued applying the medicine, while Cole swiftly tidied up

scene.

her panic intensifying with every step. Ever since Edgar had saved her at Crane Bay Bridge, her feelings toward him had changed. She no

he didn’t owe her anything. But just because they were

by and

spotted Eleven lying on the ground, followed by Twelve and Nineteen. The sight left her bewildered. Had the villa been

to examine them and noticed small puncture marks on

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grew serious. If Edgar could sedate three people at once and gather them in one place, who else could be lurking in the shadows?

wake them up, and interrogate them,” she ordered, then swiftly entered the villa. She ascended to the second floor