Chloe Simpson finished speaking, gripped the scissors tightly in her hand, and lifted her hand to stab at her own heart.
To be honest, at this mont, she was truly resolved to die.
She thought, with one stab of these scissors, she could completely disappear from this world.
No longer forced into infidelity, no longer entangled with Alexander Johnson.
Lucas Hughes wouldn’t even need to divorce her; he’d beco a widower directly, and could find another woman to marry and live happily.
Perhaps, at first, Lucas would be very sad, but with ti, he would surely get better.
In this world, anyone can live without soone else!
It’s just a matter of ti.
And the only thing she couldn’t let go of was her mother, Emily Sterling.
But she had already contracted HIV, and if she continued living with her mother, there was a risk of infecting her...
Simplicity, it was better to die right now.
The more resolute she was about dying, the more forcefully Chloe stabbed with the scissors in her hand.
But in the end, the scissors in her hand were caught by Alexander Johnson.
No sooner said than done, Alexander grabbed the scissors in her hand with his left hand and twisted her wrist, forcing the scissors to drop to the ground with a clang.
At the sa ti, he tugged with his right hand, pulling her onto the bed and pinned her down.
"What? Thinking of dying! Chloe, don’t even think about it! Without my permission, you’re not allowed to die!"
Alexander pressed her firmly on the bed, restricting her as he ordered.
"!"
Chloe lay there, her eyes reddened, and all she could hear in her ears was Alexander’s command that she was not allowed to die.
In an instant, tears welled up, circling her eyes several tis before bursting out; she could no longer control her emotions.
"Alexander Johnson, who do you think you are? Huh! Just because you are the Young Master of the Capital Circle, you think you can do whatever you want! Waaaah..."
"You think you can be such a bastard! Such a beast! My life isn’t yours; it’s mine. If I want to die, I’ll die! What gives you the right to not allow to die! You bastard, you..."
It seed that all the emotions she had been holding back finally found an outlet at this mont.
Chloe scread and cried like crazy, finally choking to the point where she couldn’t even speak her pain.
Tears flowed like a breached dam, flooding uncontrollably.
Her face, neck, ears, and even the bedsheet underneath her were soaked with a large wet patch.
Her eyes were so swollen, they looked like walnuts.
Alexander, seeing Chloe’s desperate look, felt a surge of irritation and anger he could not suppress, and finally shouted, "Shut up!"
"Waaaaah! Ahhh! Waaaah..."
Unexpectedly, being scolded so harshly made Chloe cry even more intensely.
"Chloe, if you dare cry one more ti, I’ll imdiately call soone to hang Lucas Hughes up and beat him!"
Alexander could only use Lucas Hughes to threaten.
"Waaaah... ooh!"
The effect was imdiate; Chloe stopped crying instantly.
At the sa ti, Alexander was even more furious.
Lucas Hughes! It’s always Lucas Hughes!
Does she love Lucas Hughes that much!
In that mont, everything between Chloe and Lucas replayed constantly in Alexander’s mind.
Every scene of them holding hands, kissing, hugging, sleeping together flooded in crazily.
Alexander imdiately let go of Chloe, not wanting to touch her again.
From that point on, Alexander never touched Chloe again.
Chloe truly felt relieved, eating, treating, and sleeping on ti every day, no longer thinking about death.
In fact, as dical personnel, they witnessed death almost every day and understood the value of life more deeply.
So even if one had a terminal illness, they would still think living one more day was a blessing.
Alexander, anwhile, had been busy with Jack Woods investigating the hospital’s archives.
He ca to Ansun not just to distract Gabriella Dyer but primarily to search for the archival records from the ti his mother was giving birth.
Using the HIV issue to retreat and make Gabriella lower her guard, allowed Alexander the opportunity to act more secretly during this ti.
As for Gabriella, compared to Alexander and Chloe, she was likely to be much more uneasy.
Originally, since Alexander hadn’t shown up at the company during this period, rumors began to circulate.
Her husband, Liam Johnson, indeed hadn’t returned, but the Old Sir of the Johnson Family was still in the country, and if the old sir found out anything...
Plus, with the incident of Alexander getting hurt before, she didn’t dare to act rashly for fear of having no explanation for the old sir.
So she thought it over and decided to stick with the original slowest but safest plan, to have the dical team inject HIV into Alexander and Chloe’s bodies.
"Mark, keep a close eye on the dical team, and speed up the process!"
"Madam, this progress can’t be sped up in a short ti. When recruiting the dical team for the Eldest Young Master, to prevent the old sir and the chairman from finding anything, we indeed found the world’s most advanced dical team."
"As for our people, they were infiltrated later, so they haven’t yet accessed the core drugs or anything. The only chance is to tamper when the first batch of HIV treatnt drugs is produced and will be used on the Eldest Young Master and Chloe."
"No need for madam to rush, our people just called yesterday and said the first batch of drugs is about to be completed; it’ll be a matter of two or three days."
Mark found himself in an extrely difficult situation but had no choice.
After all, the Johnson Family wasn’t an ordinary family; working under them was like dancing on the edge of a blade, risking life with any misstep, so caution was paramount.
"Good! Once the drugs are out, have our people put the HIV in at once!"
Gabriella excitedly pounded the table!
She had to ensure absolute certainty, to once again inject HIV into Alexander.
Only this way could she make sure Alexander would surely die!
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