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 early, a warning that only Debra could have

burst in, Juan could have easily evaded the knife, but he hadn't. He had taken the blow deliberately, gambling on Debra's reaction. A wry smile tugged at the corners of Juan's

must still care for

you so deeply. If you're

"If she cared, she

face was pale, the lines of pain etched deeply around his eyes. Though he was conscious, his injuries

tired, Joe. Go

"But..."

"Do as I say."

"Yes, sir."

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

Marion removed his mask, revealing his face in the faint glow of

his hand away. Marion anxiously pulled her into an embrace,

"Don't be mad."

Why should I? Do whatever you

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