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 need to gather more evidence," Debbie's words

away, determined to gather evidence against them, to bring down that hellish place. What could I say? I just

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

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

Monsters...

inflicted, but seeing Debbie

critical condition. I called Fanny,

I pulled

outside the ER began. After three excruciating hours, the lights finally

expression a mix of exhaustion and

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

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

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

the bloody remains, their shapes alone

has over

tearing, her

left cheekbone is fractured, and her

it's...