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?"

faltered, and

let out a sigh. "So, you're really willing to be used like

one who mattered most in Jack's and Jeremiah's hearts. And

of my past self. For Jeremiah, I had lost sight of

not going to make

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

the words left my lips, I turned and walked

caught in the whirlwind of love to admit that the person they cherished was actually despicable was a battle

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

doors of

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

"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 behavior. That's completely normal, so don't be alarmed. And once he wakes up, he can't have any food or water-nothing at all.

committing every instruction to

the doctor left, I let out a long sigh and took a seat beside Eric. I had prepared myself for this, yet seeing him in such a dazed

his voice was sluggish when he spoke as if his

his hand reaching clumsily

it a

a brief moment, he quieted down,