Dexter was never one to be overly sentintal, but he cried for the longest ti that night, clearly feeling aggrieved. I could only hold him close while comforting him.
Perhaps it was due to losing a leg that he had beco extrely sensitive -he couldn’t even sleep soundly.
Linda had ntioned that Dexter could only manage to sleep with the help of so dications while he was still in the asylum’s underground sterile ward
However, those dications had severe side effects and were damaging to the body.
As such, I forbade him from taking those sleeping pills after bringing him back, and he had never complained about it.
He could only sleep soundly with by his side. He would wake up alert even if I shifted slightly.
I leaned against the headboard as I watched Dexter, who had fallen asleep after exhausting himself from crying. I dared not move in case I woke him up.
The lights were dim outside the window, and it was eerily quiet in the mountain.
Dexter was sound asleep, yet I was the one unable to fall asleep now.
We were all feeling confused and scared of the road ahead.
Technology and dical advancent continued to progress, but as we moved forward, we needed to ponder where humanity was heading.
The morning rays filtered into the room through the curtains.
I rubbed my eyes, which were swollen from insomnia, and looked at Dexter’s face. I marveled at his long eyelashes.
I burrowed myself into his embrace and drifted into sleep peacefully.
Dexter was no longer in the room by the ti I woke up. I realized that he could get the kids to unlock the doors from the outside.
I jolted up and hurried down the bed, feeling anxious.
Dexter ca in just then. He looked sowhat diffident when we locked eyes. Leaning anxiously against his crutches, he softly said, "I just... went down for a walk. I didn’t go anywhere else."
When I remained silent, he continued, "I told you last night, Ashton can open the doors. I knew you didn’t sleep well last night, so I didn’t bother waking you up."
Dexter was worried that I might be upset. He got even more anxious when I stayed quiet. "I won’t go out anymore if it makes you upset."
Relieved, I walked over and bit on his arm as an act of revenge. He endured the pain and allowed to bite him.
My eyes were red when I whispered, "I was scared that you left ."
"I won’t. I won’t leave you anymore." Dexter shook his head and dropped his crutches to hug .
I grabbed his clothes tight and said, "Don’t ever leave again, Dexter.’
He humd a reply and patted my hand comfortingly. He then took out a rose from his pocket and said, "The flowers are blooming beautifully outside."
I took the flower and said softly. "Let’s head down together."
Dexter seed happy. ’Really?’
Inodded. I couldn’t keep him locked forever.
I looked at him and said, ’But I’ll put you on a leash if you wander away without my permission again."
Dexter was amused. ’Only Stevie would need to be put on a leash."
"Stevie is obedient and doesn’t wander away. It also doesn’t have such a high IQ," I said with gritted teeth. Dexter tried playing cute as he said, "I’m sorry, wifey’
I gestured for him to sit in his wheelchair so that I could push him downstairs.
Peaceful days never lasted long. Dexter and I were soaking up the sun in the courtyard. Ashton was blowing bubbles, and Xan remained sitting under the shade as she fiddled with her Rubik’s cube.
But our peaceful life was interrupted.
Now that Sarah had found out that Dexter and I were still alive, Geno Society would never let valuable assets like us go easily.
Damien had left plenty of bodyguards around, yet they were no match for the people sent by Geno Society. They had trained nurous henchn, all of whom were expensive rcenaries.
I looked at Dexter before turning to look at Ashton and Xan, who remained calm. "Get your dad back into the room and make sure the doors are locked," I whispered.
Dexter was soone Geno Society’s mastermind desperately wanted. He was considered a technician, as he was the only one who could decode the souls and genetic code and ’reincarnate’ souls.
Ashton walked over to his side and whispered, "Let’s go back to the room, Dad."
Dexter grabbed my hand and shook his head. ’I’ll be fine."
He seed confident.
I stood behind him as we waited for those people to climb over the walls and rush in.
"Co with us," the leader of the group said.
I glanced at Dexter. Damien would have received the news by now, but it would take so ti for his support to arrive.
"Your goal is to bring us back alive, right?" I looked at them before taking a knife out and pressing it against Dexter’s neck. "Your boss’ plans will be completely ruined if he ends up dead."
The leader was taken aback. He clearly looked afraid, for they had to bring him back alive.
Ashton looked at angrily. "I knew you weren’t my mom-you’re a bad woman! You’d better not hurt my dad!
Resigned, Dexter looked at him and said, "Don’t talk to your mom like this."
Ashton huffed and replied, "She’s not my mom!"
"She is," Dexter continued to tell him. ’Watch your tone with your mom."
"You’re a lovestruck fool, Dad!" Ashton huffed angrily. He then ignored us and took up a branch to draw on the ground.
The group of rcenaries was stunned looking at our casual interaction. They could only call their boss for further instructions.
I kept my vigilance as I listened to the leader’s call. "That woman is threatening to kill Dexter with a knife, boss."
"Find a way to bring him back alive." The voice was deep and calm, belonging to a man.
I couldn’t tell if the person on the other end of the call was the mastermind. But judging from the rcenary’s respectful tone, I figured that he was soone of importance in Geno Society.
"Since you need him alive, you won’t be able to live if he’s dead." I pressed the knife into Dexter’s neck. "I’ll kill him first before killing myself. In any event, I won’t let him go with you!"
The leader could tell that I was stalling for ti, but they had no other options.
"What do we do?" the other rcenaries asked nervously.
The leader looked at warily and said softly, "We won’t hurt both of you. Co with us, and our boss will shower you with wealth and fortune you can never imagine."
Geno Society was indeed a huge treasure vault. But unfortunately, we weren’t interested in it.
"I know you’re stalling for ti. Do you think Damien will be able to save you like that? I’m afraid he’s in no position to save you today," the leader said, suggesting for to give up resisting.
I silently cursed Damien. I wasn’t sure what Geno Society did to keep him occupied.
"Who says I’m waiting for Damien?" I flashed him a smile.
"Put your knife down!"
Soon enough, dozens of cars surrounded the villa.
I wasn’t only waiting for Damien’s n-there were still those from the Rebels.
Given that we were targeted by Geno Society and Dexter was crucial to them, the Rebels certainly wouldn’t hand him over without a fight.
As such, both sides would fight to get their hands on him.
Of course, as his successful sample for the reincarnation project, I was just an accessory to him.
Now that the Rebels were here, we wouldn’t be taken away by Geno Society. However, we couldn’t escape either way we had to choose between going with Geno Society or the Rebels.
Dexter knew what I was thinking. If we went with the Rebels, at least Carol wouldn’t do anything to for now since Joel was there.
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