True Love Waits

Chapter 379 Don't Stop The Medication

"Carlos, help! Debbie's gone insane. She's pointing a knife to Megan..." Stephanie yelled on the phone, sounding terrified. Even though she was a decisive and composed businesswoman, she still lost her coo facing the sharp knife and looming danger. After all, she was just a woman who grew up comfortably.

Carlos shut his eyes tight. 'Debbie and Debbie again! What a great troublemaker she is!' he sulked. "I'm coming now."

No sooner had Stephanie ended the call than Debbie's phone rang. It was Carlos calling.

Debbie ignored it and shifted her eyes back to Megan. "Don't waste time. If you don't drink the raw eggs now, I'll move my hand. This is a new knife, and the blade is perfectly sharp for the job. Do you want to forever live with a deep scar strung around your beautiful neck like an ugly necklace?" she threatened coldly.

Beads of sweat broke out on Megan's brow, her eyes popping out in fright. She knew Debbie wasn't joking. With trembling hands, she grabbed the bowl and stammered, short of breath, "I...drink it..." Noticing that Megan began to gasp for air, Debbie suddenly remembered her asthma. She loosened her grip and moved the knife a little away from her neck. "Be quick," she demanded. Eyes closed in disgust, Megan held her breath and began to gulp the raw eggs.

The stench of raw eggs reaching her nostrils made her want to throw up. As soon as the first mouthful went into her mouth, down to the stomach, she bent over the trash can and retched. But Debbie ordered coldly, "Don't you dare spit even a dot. Go on! Gulp it down, unless you want me to give you that permanent necklace!"

Stephanie silently took out her cellphone and opened the camera. She was planning to video record the ugly drama and send it to media outlets. That would be the perfect way to damage Debbie's reputation. However, Debbie was alert to the slightest movements. With one quick move, she grabbed the leather sheath and flung it at Stephanie, aiming at her phone. The missile hit the bull's eye, catching Stephanie by surprise.

"Debbie Nian, you lunatic!" Stephanie screamed in terror as her phone dropped to the floor.

Casting Megan a sidelong glance, Debbie grinned with a sense of triumph. "Yeah. That's a good description of me. Next time, you should be careful to mess with a psycho."

'But I become crazy all because of you guys. You have no idea of what I've been through all these years!' she thought angrily, with no intention of backing down.

At that moment, she looked at the bowl, only to realize, to her chagrin, it wasn't empty yet. Running out of patience, she demanded, "Finish that damn eggs in the bowl, lady!" Frightened, Megan quickly took a swig, tears streaming down her cheeks as she swallowed with great difficulty.

This whole time, Debbie's phone had kept ringing, but she ignored it. At long last, Megan managed to gulp down the whole bowl. Just then, the phone stopped ringing, as if on cue.

Radiating a satisfied smile, Debbie put away her phone and the knife and gave Megan one final warning. "Next time you're up to mischief, watch whom you mess with. Try it on me, and you'll live to regret it." Mission accomplished, she made her way to the living room, grabbed her designer handbag and left the apartment.

banged the door closed behind her, Megan, who was still rooted to the same spot, plopped onto the floor. Down on her knees, she reached for

Megan had vomited so much in the

she saw Carlos. Looking distraught, she pleaded urgently, "Drive Megan to

noticed a love bite on his neck. His collar and tie couldn't cover all the love bites there. It reminded Stephanie of

sudden change of her face,

bowl on the table. "She forced Megan

written all

Debbie used to bully me all the time. Now she's only been back for a

stood still. After a while, he said flatly, "I'll drive you

checking-up, she was diagnosed

the hospital bed, Carlos walked out to the

phone

for Megan without getting to the bottom of the

who started the fight, after all. Despite his current memory loss, it would be unreasonable of him to

the CEO's office

the public later. The PR team had just prepared a speech for him when his phone rang. "What did you say? Carlos went to the hospital? Why?" he asked, springing up

sudden, he got so flustered

her in for medical

the reason, James relaxed and sat back into his chair. "How's Carlos' memory now?"

didn't expect Carlos to survive the car

But instead of seeing a reason to celebrate, the old man felt threatened. If Carlos recovered, James feared being axed out at the helm of the ZL Group. To prevent this, he bribed a doctor to inject Carlos with a drug that would permanently mess his memory. Wicked old man as James was, he now hoped that Carlos would get into a fight with Debbie and even kill her, given his current

bribe to harm a patient was on call with his accomplice in the crime. James rose from his chair once more and walked into the lounge. Here he was sure no one would overhear what he said. "Don't stop Carlos' medication. Next month, when he comes to the hospital for his routine check-up, give him some more of that stuff

At the hospital

three years ago