"Is the person inside okay?" Sherman asked hoarsely.

The two staff members who were guarding the door exchanged terrified glances. "A man claimed to be the boyfriend of the person inside the room, so he was let in. We didn't know that the person inside was someone you knew!"

Sherman immediately panicked. "Quick, open the door!"

"Huh? Oh, okay!"

The staff carried the hotel's access card with them at all times. As the door opened, Sherman suddenly remembered something. He gestured for the other staff members to step back a few steps to ensure that the scene inside the room would not be seen by anyone else before he entered.

His heart was pounding as he stepped inside. It was not until he saw a thin man lying on the floor clutching his abdomen and Rita holding a shard of broken glass in her hand, blood dripping from her palm, that he felt a rush of relief. He had arrived just in time.

He quickly approached and covered Rita's body with a blanket, then carefully held her wrist. Rita, still dazed, felt someone touching her and began to struggle frantically. Unfortunately, she had lost too much strength. Tears of helplessness streamed from her eyes.

"It's me, Sherman. Don't be afraid, you're safe now," Sherman reassured her.

a familiar voice, a voice she could

heart ached. He could not bear to think what

floor groaned in pain as Sherman carefully wrapped Rita's wrist

the hell are you? Don't you know that bad guys will get their comeuppance? This is my

That crazy woman had stabbed him with a shard, and he had no idea if the wound

shout from me, and they'll all come rushing in." He

crashed heavily to the ground. He then passed out, and

heaved heavily

had collapsed on the ground. His emotions were extremely unstable at this moment.

the thug off the hook

for Rita still lying

bed.

honor-was his priority, after

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