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Chapter 154
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Chapter 154 Eric, Watch Out Before I could say another word, Blake lunged forward.

I didn't even have tto explain the situation to Eric before he shovedaside. The next second, he stepped up, locking into a fierce struggle with Blake.

I watched their clashing silhouettes, my instincts screaming atto jump in and help.

Eric was tall and well-built, never one to slack off on training. Physically, he had the upper hand and could overpower Blake without much effort.

But Blake was desperate. To keep his identity from being exposed, he was fighting with reckless abandon, throwing everything he had into this struggle.

Then, I heard it-the sharp wail of approaching sirens.

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Relief surged through me. The police were getting closer.

Within moments, officers flooded the building, securing all possible exits.

"You're surrounded! Surrender now and don't make this any harder on yourself!" The officers' voices rang from every direction.

Even though Blake's face was hidden behind his mask, I could feel the wave of despair radiating off him. And then, he snapped.

Seizing the split second when Eric glanced my way, Blake lunged.

No! My heart clenched.

Eric was standing right by the window. If Blake tackled him now, he'd be sent crashing straight out. "Eric, watch out!" My panicked cry jolted him back to his senses, and he twisted away just in time. But it was too late. Blake's fingers had already latched onto his sleeve.

In the blink of an eye, they both vanished out the window.

"Eric!" I screamed his name, my heart slamming against my ribs. I bolted to the window and looked down in horror.

Under the dim moonlight, two motionless figures lay sprawled on the ground below. I couldn't see a thing, so I could only pray that falling from the third floor wasn't enough to kill someone.

By the tthe police helpeddownstairs, the paramedics had already arrived.

I ran straight toward the ambulance. Eric and Blake had been loaded onto stretchers.

Thank god, the ambulance had arrived with the police. Otherwise...

I forced the terrifying thoughts from my mind and climbed into the ambulance. Eric lay motionless with his eyes shut tight, his face drained of all color.

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My heart clenched painfully. I didn't even dare to ask how he was doing.

Sensing my distress, the paramedic besideoffered a reassuring smile. "He's going to be okay," she said. "When he fell, the second-floor awning broke his fall. There's no life-threatening danger. From what we can tell so far, aside from a fractured left arm and sinternal bleeding in his chest, there shouldn't be any major complications. With proper rest and recovery, he'll be fine in a few months." Her words were a lifeline, easing the suffocating weight in my chest. I turned to Eric, guilt washing over me. "I'm sorry..." I knew he probably couldn't hear me, but I had to say it anyway. If only I had told him my plan earlier. I had already owed him so much. And now, towed him my life. How was I ever supposed to repay "Why are you apologizing?" A weak voice pulledfrom my thoughts.

I saw Eric's eyes barely open, his gaze hazy but steady.

I let my vulnerability show for the first tin front of him. "If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have gotten hurt this badly." He mustered the strength to comfortdespite his pale complexion. "I'm fine," he murmured.

At that moment, the doctor lifted his injured arm slightly, and a sharp hiss of pain escaped his lips.

I tensed, my hands clenching.

Noticing my panic, he forced a reassuring smile and reached out with his uninjured hand, gently taking mine. "I really am fine. Don't worry." His voice was soft but had an undeniable steadiness, which settled the storm inside me.

I held his hand without moving, and neither of us let go not until hel to was wheeled into the operating room. Only then did I force myself to push down my worries and cooperate with the police to give my statement.