บท 173: Get Lost!

'Before she used to reply me in a moment.'

Leaning back in his chair, he let out a slow exhale. It's my fault. But back then, I had no other choice. His gaze drifted as memories resurfaced. Maybe I saw myself in her and I just wanted to be her strength, to keep her from giving up. And she did—better than I ever expected.

The moment was cut short by the sharp, urgent beep of a device on his desk. His expression turned cold, and he stood abruptly, rushing out of the study.

Eric and two other servants, alerted by the same device, followed closely behind him as they hurried down the stairs toward a specific room. Inside, a woman lay on the bed, her chest heaving as she struggled to breathe.

"Aiden! The injection," Eric called, already dialing the doctor.

Aiden was ahead of him, retrieving a small box from the bedside table. The two servants moved quickly, holding the woman steady as her body convulsed.