Debra cast a glance at Juan, his form still and silent on the hospital bed.

"I'll come back when he's better."

With that, she turned on her heel and walked out of the ward.

As the door clicked shut behind her, Juan's eyes fluttered open.

Joe was totally surprised.

"Sir, you're awake."

"Help me sit up."

Juan's voice was hoarse. Joe quickly assisted him, propping pillows behind his back.

"Sir, is this an act?"

security alarm had blared

intruders burst in, Juan could have easily evaded the knife, but he hadn't. He had taken the blow deliberately,

must still care

Nichols used to love you so deeply. If

Juan muttered. "If she cared, she

deeply around his eyes. Though he was conscious, his injuries were far from superficial. 'Debra is

Joe. Go handle the

"But..."

"Do as I say."

"Yes, sir."

was steps away from the elevator when a figure lunged from the shadows, grabbing her

mask, revealing his face in the faint glow of the exit signs. Debra's anger boiled over.

Marion anxiously pulled her into

"Don't be mad."

not mad. Why should I? Do whatever

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