Chapter 207
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"Why?"
Derek bit his white lips, strongly enduring the feeling of difficulty breathing, he took a deep breath and asked. 'Didn't you say... based on the contract until the contract expires? Do you still want to clearly define boundaries with me?"
Derek's heart hurt like a knife, the suffocating feeling in his chest made it almost impossible for him to breathe.
After all, he has to do something to win her heart.
Bertha turned around, she took a chair next to him and she sat down seriously facing him.
'I'm not giving you the antidote because I want to force a deal, it's just that I see you've been in constant pain lately because the 023 medicine will make the pain increase. This time you save me, and I help you relieve your pain, it's like you've paid off all your debt."
Derek looked at her calmly, he didn't say a word.
Bertha continued to explain. 'Regarding the contract negotiated last time, I still have the recording of your commitment, I will not mention it again."
Bertha said that, does that mean she is no longer wary of him?
Does this mean everything he's done lately has brought him one step closer to her?
'Aren't you afraid that after giving me the antidote, if you can't fight me in the future, I'll bully and hurt you?"
Bertha's red lips smiled enchantingly.
She asked back. 'Would you do that?"
Derek's thin lips curled slightly, and he answered decisively. 'I won't do that."
Suddenly Bertha narrowed her eyes, and her mouth twitched. 'So aren't you afraid that what I gave you is not an antidote but a torture drug to torture you?"
'You won't do this."
Even if she was so cruel, as long as it was her request, he would not hesitate and inject it into his body.
'That's right, I won't do that, this is the real antidote, it's in your hands now, you inject it," Bertha said indifferently.
Now?
Derek looked at the box in his hand.
He was about to reach the limit of his strength, his whole body had lost all strength.
With Bertha's intelligence, if he injected the drug now, surely, she would have discovered that there was something wrong with his body.
She doesn't like to owe favors to others. If she knew that it wasn't sulfuric acid at the bar but the S404 biochemical virus, would she feel guilty?
But after all, that's not love...
He didn't speak, or move.
"What's up? Are you scared?"
Derek shook his head, he spoke in a low voice. 'Last time I got an injection, this time... can you help me?"
He handed her the black box and spoke a little awkwardly.
Bertha didn't answer, she just looked intently into his eyes.
Derek added again. "Just this time."
Bertha took it, she saw he had no intention of undressing, but leaned back, leaning back in the chair.
"What did you do? You have to take off your clothes and give me your arm."
Derek turned his head to the side, revealing his neck as pale as paper, his sexy phallus rising and falling. 'Please inject near the veins of my neck."
Bertha glanced at him, and without hesitation, she stabbed him directly in the neck, following his will, there was no strength in her hand.
Injecting drugs near the neck veins is very painful.
But Derek just frowned slightly, he didn't show any expression.
The injection was as long as a little finger, and it only took Bertha ten seconds to complete the injection.
Bertha threw the needle into the trash when she turned around and discovered Derek sitting motionless, watching the sunset sky.
His whole body was filled with a feeling of laziness and no energy.
Bertha always felt like there was something wrong with him, she was about to ask but Derek spoke first. 'Bertha, if I die, will you remember me?"
His voice was light and airy, even a little indifferent.
"I will not."
Bertha raised her eyebrows, she said sarcastically. 'If you die, I will soon forget your existence and continue with my life. But I heard that the disaster will last a thousand years. A spoiled man like you probably won't die for now."
Derek laughed, a bit of fondness in his voice. 'You are...a cruel woman."
What's even funnier is that over and over again he likes her wickedness, likes her cruelty, likes everything about her.
He got caught up in it and couldn't get out.
Bertha also did not deny that. 'I never said I was kind."
Derek just smiled, the gentle smile on his lips was extremely pale, and his long curled eyelashes trembled, weak.
His dark eyes were now looking up at the sky. He looked at the sky, which suddenly became gloomy and dark at this moment.
Derek was like a sick man about to die.
The more Bertha observed him, the more strange he felt.
His condition is so bad.
It's just sulfuric acid, it won't hurt his body internally, not to mention she gave him the antidote 023.
'Didn't the doctor detect any problems with your body yesterday? Let's go, let's go to the best hospital in the city for another check-up."
Bertha was about to go over and pull Derek up when Archie knocked on the door and entered.
'Mistress, your phone hasn't received any calls. Mr. Bruno has arrived. His car is currently parked in front of the villa gate. He said he wanted to take you to dinner tonight."
Bertha hesitated for a moment and then decided to take Derek to the hospital first, she then said. 'Let's go, let's check first."
Derek stopped. 'I'm fine, I just need to rest for two days. You should go eat with him, don't keep him waiting."
Bertha frowned incredulously.
The last time Bruno invited her to dinner, in front of many people at the entrance of the police station, he showed off his excellent acting skills to win her sympathy.
