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?"

remained silent, his mind replaying the events. The security alarm had blared early, a warning that only Debra

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

must still care for

"Mrs. Nichols used to love you so deeply. If you're hurt,

Juan muttered. "If she cared, she wouldn't

of pain etched deeply around his eyes. Though he was conscious, his injuries were far from superficial. 'Debra is smart. She must have sensed something

Joe. Go handle

"But..."

"Do as I say."

"Yes, sir."

a figure lunged from the shadows, grabbing her arm

his face in the faint glow of the

away. Marion anxiously pulled her into

"Don't be mad."

should I?

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