Chapter 61 Let Me Toke Deborah Away
Athton’s face darkened. He felt the pain in his abdomen getting worse and immediately took out his mobile phone and called Jeff.
“Come here!
Then he asked Deborah in a cold voice. “What have you put in the cup?”
Deborah looked at him silently, and Ashton felt much worse.
Jeft rushed over, and Ashton said angrily, “Go get the car and take me to the hospital. Ask the maid to go to the kitchen to see what
Deborah has touched ”
Jeff saw the broken cup on the floor and then looked at Ashton’s distorted face. He quickly understood.
He immediately stepped forward to help Ashton. ‘Sir, I will take you to the hospital.”
Ashton walked to the door and turned around. “Bring her too.”
Jeff sent Ashton and Deborah to the car and asked the driver to drive to the hospital.
Jeff didn’t go with them but stayed in Flora Villa to check what was in the water.
It wasn’t difficult. He went to the kitchen to check around and asked the two maids. Soon he discovered that Deborah had touched the
bottle of disinfectant.
There was not much disinfectant left in the bottle, and the maids said if it was poured into a glass cup, it would fill the cup half full at
most.
But the disinfectant was highly toxic. If it was not diluted with water, even a little may cause gastric erosion, perforation, and even
death.
Jeff gasped and immediately called the hospital with a sullen face to inform them of the situation.
He wasn’t sure if Deborah had put anything else in the water. After leaving the kitchen, he immediately went upstairs to the bedroom.
After rummaging around, he only found a few bottles of painkillers.
Two of the bottles were empty and one was unopened.
One of the empty bottles was left on the coffee table, and the medicine in it seemed to have just been taken.
Ashton would not take this medicine. It could only be Deborah’s.
Jeff wasn’t sure if Deborah had put painkillers in the water and given it to Ashton.
He picked up all the bottles, turned around, and wanted to get out of the bedroom and go to the hospital immediately.
But he caught a glimpse of the trash can beside him.
The color in it was a bit conspicuous. The dark red stain caught his eye at once.
Jeff leaned over and smelt the strong smell of blood in it.
He couldn’t help but recall that during the half month after Helen fell off the roof, Deborah stayed in the ward and vomited blood several times.
Looking at such a large amount of blood in the trash can, Jeff had difficulty breathing
How could Deborah vomit so much blood and take so many painkillers? What disease did she have?
Jeff thought that he had to tell Ashton about it. He picked up the garbage bag, closed it, and took it to the hospital
Ashton didn’t believe it last time. Jeff thought he would believe it this time as long as he saw the blood.
By the time Jeff arrived at the hospital, Ashton had already been sent to the emergency room for gastric lavage, and the doctor said
that it had caused gastric perforation.
Deborah was forced to sit on the bench outside the emergency room with two bodyguards on each side of her
Zayne hurried over to talk to Deborah. The bodyguards didn’t stop him They just had to keep an eye on Deborah and not let her run
away
Zayne walked up to Deborah, his eyes filled with distress. “Deborah, I’m sorry for your loss. Alyssa would be very sad to see you like
this
After a long time, Deborah looked up at him blankly. “She’s dead. Dead people don’t feel sad.”
Zayne couldn’t help patting her arm It was the first time he had hated himself for his incompetence.
“I know what you’re thinking. You want to give yourself up and be with Alyssa
“But it was Ashton and Helen who were wrong. Alyssa died, and they should pay. Why do you have to die?”
Deborah’s shoulders began to tremble slightly.
Zayne said in a deep voice, “Deborah, think about it. As long as Ashton and Helen live, you can’t die.
“You have to watch them get punished for Alyssa and tell her all about it so she can rest in peace.”
Deborah shook her head. “I can’t take it anymore. I don’t want to wait anymore. The pain is getting worse, and the painkillers are
useless. I know I’m cowardly, but I want to die because death would be a relief.”
Zayne looked distressed. “I can prescribe you a new painkiller, and there is news from abroad. Maybe I will be able to find you a
perfect match soon. Deborah, trust me.”
Deborah still shook her head. “No need. I don’t want it anymore.”
Before Zayne could say anything else, the door of the emergency room opened, and Ashton was pushed out from inside.
His face was pale. After the gastric lavage, his condition improved, and he returned from the dead.
Zayne hurried forward. “Ashton, let me take Deborah away. Alyssa has already been killed by you, and Deborah is about to be tortured
to death by you. Isn’t it enough?
“Deborah is at the advanced stage of liver cancer and can’t wait any longer. I have to take her abroad for a liver transplant!”
A little weak, Ashton opened his eyes and looked at Zayne with disgust. “You never learn.”
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