You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1737: The Antidote is Yours Unconditionally

Luther watched as Alisha returned to her room, happily unpacking her new toys, and then he closed the door. The warmth in his

eyes gradually faded, leaving behind a coldness.

He only showed his gentle side in front of Alisha; for everyone else in the house, even a smile was unnecessary. He turned around

expressionlessly, passing by Athena without even sparing her a glance.

He knew that Athena had been defeated by Joyce, hence her terrible mood. Thinking of this, he felt extremely good.

He sat down on the sofa and opened his laptop, starting to work. From beginning to end, he didn't say a word to Athena.

Awkwardness filled the air. The black-clad men finished cleaning up the shattered pieces and cautiously left the living room,

guarding outside the door.

Athena had just wanted to approach Luther and speak to him when suddenly, a sharp pain shot through her shoulder again. She let

out a low cry and fell back onto the sofa. Damn it, Joyce had pressed on her shoulder, causing her gunshot wound to open again.

The pain was unbearable. She had relied on painkillers to cope for a long time.

She lay horizontally on the sofa, convulsing, continuously sniffing, and gradually feeling cold all over.

"Brother Luther, it hurts so much," she moaned, hoping that her appearance would evoke Luther's sympathy and pity.

Luther initially remained indifferent, but as Athena's moans grew louder, he glanced at her.

He saw Athena huddled on the sofa, in a daze, and convulsing. Luther's suspicions arose as he observed her trembling appearance.

It reminded him of the symptoms of drug withdrawal.

Strange, Athena couldn't have touched these drugs. Why was she like this?

He stood up and walked to Athena's side, looking down at her.

"What do you need?" he asked.

"Medicine, it's in the refrigerator. And the syringe, give them to me," Athena reached out her hand, trying to grab hold of Luther,

but he stepped back, just out of her reach.

Luther turned around and opened the refrigerator. Inside, he found the syringe and medication. He furrowed his brow; it turned out

to be illicit drugs. He hadn't expected Athena to rely on drugs for pain relief. It seemed she was addicted now. As these were

second-tier drugs, primary analgesics would no longer be effective for Athena.

He knew that Athena had suffered a severe gunshot wound, thanks to Joyce. He understood that Athena had cfor him from the

beginning, the one who had kidnapped Anderson.

This malicious woman, seeing her in pain now, gave him a sense of satisfaction. This was the retribution she deserved.

He closed the refrigerator, dissolved the painkiller, and brought it in front of Athena, handing it to her.

Athena tremblingly took it with both hands. When she tried to inject herself, her hands were shaking so badly that she couldn't

administer the injection.

"Brother Luther, please help me," Athena pleaded. The pain was unbearable, and her whole body felt cold.

She had originally wanted to quit using drugs and had managed to hold on for many days. But with Joyce tearing open her wound

again, she couldn't bear it any longer. Although she knew that another injection could potentially trigger her addiction again, she

couldn't care less at the moment.

Luther looked at her. He hadn't noticed any signs of drug addiction from Athena during this period. It meant that Athena had been

controlling and quitting the addiction.

To inject herself at a critical moment like this would nullify her previous efforts.

Since she now actively requested the injection, it was an opportunity Luther could exploit. It would be a weakness for Athena.

That's why he intentionally let her relapse.

Athena certainly hadn't noticed that he had dissolved twice the dose. Even if Athena had great willpower, she would likely succumb

to addiction.

He would show no mercy to Athena.

First, he had to find the unlocking device for the detonator. That was crucial.

After about an hour, Athena lay on the sofa for a while. She had completely recovered, sat up, and tidied her disheveled hair. She

had been in excruciating pain just now, and Luther had surprisingly not refused her plea for help.

This made her ecstatic. He still cared about her.

She caffectionately to Luther's side, "Brother Luther, I'm so much better now."

Luther didn't look up and continued to work on his emails.

Suddenly, he felt a burning sensation in his ears.

He was startled and tried to cover his ears, but it was already too late. Damn it, although he had taken suppressants and the

biological drugs specially made for him by Professors Orik and Jocelyn, he couldn't stop the bleeding from his nose and ears. He

thought hecould hold out for a few more months at least. But he was developing resistance much faster than he had expected.

During this time, he had been focused on Alisha and had almost forgotten about the poison in his body from Otis. Now the bleeding

reminded him that his body was being corroded and he had no control over it.

Athena saw Luther bleeding and her eyes filled with anxiety.

"Brother Luther, you have to take the antidote. You can't wait any longer! It could cost you your life!"

Luther wiped away the blood with a few wet tissues, calmly cleaning up the bloodstains.

"No need to worry about me," his voice was extremely cold, as if life and death no longer mattered to him.

"Brother Luther," Athena pleaded, stomping her foot in frustration, "You can't die. Why won't you listen to me? | love you so much,

I'm doing all of this for your own good. | don't want anything to happen to you. Can't you understand? Everything | do is for you."

Luther gave her a cold glance and let out a scornful laugh. His eyes were like an abyss, and no one could decipher their meaning.

"lI won't agree to your conditions for the antidote. Don't even dream about it," Luther's voice was icy.

"At least think about Alisha. She depends on you so much. What would she do without you?" Athena brought up Alisha.

Luther remained silent. Indeed, he couldn't let go of Alisha, but he couldn't let go of Joyce either.

However, he would never give in.

Not even if it meant death.

Athena, unable to convince Luther, suddenly took out two antidotes from her waist bag and placed them heavily next to Luther's

computer.

"Eat the antidote. | won't ask for anything in return. These two antidotes are yours unconditionally."

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