No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 722

"Debbie, Debbie..."

I rushed out of the car and wrapped her in a tight embrace, calling her name with urgency.

She didn't respond, so I gently turned her face towards mine. When I finally saw her clearly, I was left speechless.

Her face was swollen, her eyes nearly shut, her cheeks marred with wounds, and her lips... they were grotesquely swollen and bloody...

I wasn't naive; I knew exactly what had happened.

Ernest was right, I was too late.

"I'm calling the police right now," was all I could manage, my voice a mixture of heartbreak and rage.

"No, please..." Debbie's weak protest stopped me in my tracks.

I looked at her, bewildered, but she managed a smile. That smile, on her battered face, tore me apart...

"Why?" My voice was thick with pain.

I... I need to gather more

through a friend's recommendation. She refused to hide away, determined to gather evidence against them, to

I helped her into the car. After ensuring she was seated comfortably, I started the engine. As I was about to get in, I noticed

my spine. I glanced at Debbie, lying there with her eyes

Monsters...

the horrors those people inflicted, but seeing Debbie in

in critical condition. I called Fanny, then sped to the

and a team were waiting at the entrance. As soon as I pulled up, they

began. After three excruciating hours, the

took off her mask, her expression a mix of

look sent chills down my spine. "Fanny, how is

nurse who approached with a tray

her... from inside," Fanny's voice was

horrified, my gaze fixed on the bloody

has over

her womb...

rupture, ker left cheekbone is fractured, and her left

it's...