NovelEnglishChapter 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.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtI chuckled and exposed his lie. "If that's the case, then why did you kidnap Elsa?" "I..." His voice faltered, and he fumbled for a response.
Watching him cling to his stubborn act, I let out a sigh. "So, you're really willing to be used like this?" Elsa had manipulated him, all just to prove that she was the one who mattered most in Jack's and Jeremiah's hearts. And Blake was willing to go this far for the mere illusion of her affection.
Looking at the determined expression on his face, I suddenly saw a glimpse of my past self. For Jeremiah, I had lost sight of who I was back then. I decided not to push Blake any further and got up to leave.
"Wait," Blake called after me. "You're not going to make things difficult for her, are you?" I couldn't help but laugh at that. "Now I'm really curious just how badly Elsa has paintedout to be." The moment the words left my lips, I turned and walked away.
Forcing someone caught in the whirlwind of love to admit that the person they cherished was actually despicable was a battle doomed to fail.
Besides, I still had other evidence in my hands. As for Blake? He could spend his tin prison sobering up his mind.
By the tI returned to the doors of the operating room, Eric's surgery had just concluded.
Inside the hospital ward, he was still under the lingering effects of anesthesia. His eyes were shut tight and his expression was tense as if he was trapped in a nightmare.
The doctor gavea serious warning. "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. Call us after he passes gas." I nodded, committing every instruction to memory.
After 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 state still madechuckle.
His unfocused eyes drifted toward me, and his voice was sluggish when he spoke as if his mouth had been stuffed with cotton.
"Jae... Jae..." he mumbled my name, his hand reaching clumsily through the air.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmI caught it and gave it a gentle squeeze. "I'm here." For a brief moment, he quieted down, but then he started mumbling again, making soft, whimpering noises like a helpless puppy.
I couldn't quite make out what he was saying, so I leaned in closer. We el were now close enough that I could feel the warmth of his breath against my skin.
"Jae, don't like that scumbag
Jeremiah anymore. I'll kick him to the curb for you. I'm strong and om e dependable. I'm the perfect husband. Pick me, pick me. Witharound, I'll make sure you're happy every single day. I promise. So, choose me, okay? Choose me!" My mind went completely blank.
In the silent hospital ward, the only sounds were Eric's delirious om murmurs and the thunderous pounding of my own heart.
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