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.

to gather more

scared to come back, yet why she had infiltrated the Sapphire Lounge through a friend's recommendation. She refused to hide away, determined to gather evidence against them, to bring down that hellish place. What could I say? I just held her tighter.

After ensuring she was seated comfortably, I started the engine. As I was about to get in, I noticed a pool of

I glanced at Debbie, lying there with her eyes closed, as lifeless as a rag

Monsters...

heard rumors about the horrors those people inflicted, but seeing Debbie in this state

was in critical condition. I called Fanny,

waiting at the entrance. As soon as I pulled

wait outside the ER began. After three excruciating hours, the lights finally went off, and

took off her mask, her expression a mix of exhaustion and something I'd

a word, her look sent chills down my spine.

But then, Fanny gestured towards a nurse who approached with a tray filled with bloody items, unrecognizable

Fanny's voice was heavy with sorrow. "From

horrified, my gaze fixed on the bloody remains, their shapes alone inducing a chilling

has over

her womb...

rupture, ker left cheekbone is fractured, and her left

it's...