Bruce closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and placed his long fingers on her head, pressing gently. "There won't be a next time.""Okay," Isolde agreed obediently. "If I run into danger again, I'll call you immediately, my dear hubby..."His fingers stiffened for a moment, and the tips of his ears turned red. The corners of his mouth, however, lifted despite himself.At a private hospital, outside the VVIP ward…Isolde stood by the door and looked through the glass. Inside, Alan lay motionless on the bed. Without the steady hum of the machines, he would have looked dead.Nash stood beside her, his arm in a cast, his expression mournful. "Mr. Princeton ingested too many toxins, and his internal organs have suffered irreversible damage. Although he survived after taking the antidote, his body will never recover. He'll be plagued by illness and pain for the rest of his life. He'll age prematurely..."Isolde watched Alan, her gaze complicated.He had been her fiance once. Seeing hi
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