Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 155 The Delirious Eric

After giving my statement to the police and getting their approval, I went to see Blake.

Fate had a twisted sense of humor. Both Blake and Eric had fallen from the building, yet Eric ended up with more severe injuries.

Blake, on the other hand, only suffered minor scrapes. After a quick bandage job, he was transferred to a regular hospital ward.

Now, without the mask hiding his face, he looked visibly uneasy the moment I stepped in.

I sat beside him and said coolly, "I know who you are."

His eyes flickered with surprise, but I remained composed. "Why did you do it?"

He lifted his chin stubbornly. "No reason. I just couldn't stand watching you bully Elsa, so I wanted to stand up for her."

His words might've sounded righteous, but the panic in his eyes was impossible to miss. The mask had allowed him to forget who he really was. But now, without it, he had no choice but to be Blake.

I chuckled and exposed his lie. "If that's the case, then why did you kidnap Elsa?"

voice faltered, and he fumbled for

his stubborn act, I let out a

just to prove that she was the one who mattered most in Jack's and Jeremiah's

a glimpse of my past self. For Jeremiah, I had lost sight of who I was back then. I decided not to push Blake any further and got up to

called after me. "You're not going to make things difficult for her,

but laugh at that. "Now I'm really curious just how badly Elsa has painted me out

my lips, I turned and walked

to admit that the

in my hands. As for Blake? He could spend his time in

to the doors of the operating room, Eric's surgery had just

under the lingering effects of anesthesia. His eyes were shut tight and his expression was tense as if he was

me a serious warning. "The anesthesia will gradually wear off over the next 30 minutes. During this time, he may act in ways that don't align with his usual

committing every

seat beside Eric. I had prepared myself for this,

unfocused eyes drifted toward me, and his voice was sluggish when he spoke as if his mouth had been stuffed with

my name, his hand reaching

caught it and gave it a

brief moment, he quieted down, but then he started