Marisol was suddenly aware that her words would anger Lucian, so she hurriedly said, "No, I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'll take you to the hospital, okay? "Please, I promise I didn't put much in the wine! I'm begging you… Please let me take you to the hospital… We can see a doctor, and I promise nothing will happen! It was just a tiny amount! They told me there aren't any side effects at all. You have to believe me!"Please, please, please, I'm sorry! Oh, your fiancee! You can call your fiancee and ask her to come by! Please, I'm begging you…"Marisol kept running around the room like a frightened, headless chicken. She gasped and cried loudly.There was the faint sound of laughter in the air, tinged with that of mockery, and Marisol thought that she heard a deep, scratchy voice amidst the laughter."Who was the wine intended for again?"Marisol cried so hard that her mind went blank. She didn't even try to answer as she bolted for the door at the first opportunity and started banging
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