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 evidence," Debbie's words shocked

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. "I'm taking you to the hospital

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

lying

Monsters...

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

in critical condition. I called Fanny, then sped to

waiting at the entrance. As soon as I

outside the ER began. After three excruciating hours,

off her mask, her expression a mix of

sent chills down

with a

Fanny's voice

bloody remains,

over a

tearing, her womb...

ker left cheekbone is fractured, and

it's...