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Revenge is Best Served After Reborn (James) novel Chapter 812

Hearing those words, Colby clenched his fists tight.

He had felt this way before—quitting was harder than facing death itself. He couldn’t stand to see Sophie in such agony.

"Colby! Look at me! Can you really watch me suffer like this? Colby…"

Sophie's mind was a mess, the desperation to escape the pain had overpowered her reason. Seeing her like that was tearing Colby apart inside.

Outside, Gordon rushed in with a doctor, who immediately went to Sophie and held her down on the bed.

"Colby! Colby!" Sophie's voice was filled with panic as she called out his name.

Colby struggled to keep his emotions in check. In a low voice, he said, "Move aside..."

The doctors exchanged glances, hesitating. Frustrated, Colby shouted, "I said move!"

"Everyone, step back," Gordon ordered, and the doctors finally obeyed.

Colby watched as a terrified Sophie threw herself into his arms. He gently patted her back, trying to comfort her, "Sophie, just sleep. It’ll get better... and, I'm sorry."

Just as he finished speaking, he struck the back of her neck, knocking her out. The room fell silent, and Sophie lay unconscious in his arms.

"Sophie…" Jenna couldn't bear the sight and ran out of the room, with Adler following closely behind.

Colby held Sophie tightly, planting a tender kiss on her forehead before gently laying her down on the bed.

Gordon turned to the doctor, "Administer the antidote."

The doctor nodded and stepped forward, but Colby extended a hand, "Give me the syringe."

Gordon frowned, but Colby insisted, "No one knows this stuff better than me. Hand it over."

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