The Ninth Bride (Samantha and Finley)

Chapter 88 That's All? Chapter 88 That's All?

Tve tried the antidote. It can neutralize the poison in your body. Come on. Get up and drink it. You'll be fine after drinking it. Finley. Open your eyes and look at me. Wake up!" Samantha touched Finley's cold hand. Then, she held it between her palms and rubbed them together. "Your hands are so cold. I've only been away for three days and you have gotten yourself in trouble. I can't leave you for too long, can I? Otherwise, you won't look after yourself. But now, I'm back. I'll take care of you from now on. Just wake up, please. Do it for me. will you She tried hard to wake him, but he lay on the bed without responding. Daphne glanced at Samantha, who had choked on her tears, and said. "Mrs. Dean. Mr. Dean is gone. You need to be strong. Samantha shook her head. "No! There's no way he could be dead! He can't leave me! I have worked hard to develop the antidote to keep him alive, but I was too late! Fate is so cruel!"

She reached out to wrap her arms around Finley's body. "What's the point of living in a world. where you have gone? Wait for me, Finley. I'll join you soon."

At that, she released him and walked away. She picked up a paring knife from the table and returned to the bedside. Then, she aimed it at her neck.

Just as she was about to slice it through her throat, Finley suddenly reached out and grabbed her arm. "What are you doing?"

She was surprised to see the man on the bed open his eyes. The tears immediately rolled down her cheeks. "I knew it! You wouldn't leave me! I knew you would wait for me. I have never doubted it..." Samantha threw herself into his arms and cried. "Finley, I won't let you die as long as I'm alive."This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

She finally let go of him and took the antidote. She opened the bottle and handed it to him. "I brought the antidote. You should be fine after drinking it

He looked at the bottle of liquid and took it. Then, he swallowed the antidote in one gulp.

Shortly after drinking it, he coughed up a mouthful of dark blood.

She patted his back and reassured him, "Don't worry. Just spit out the poison, and you'll be fine."

He looked into her eyes and asked, "Where did you get the antidote?"

I made it myself."

Chapter 88 That's All?

"How?"

She blinked. "I have my ways.

He put a hand on his chest. "Elaborate on it."

She didn't want him to feel guilty after learning she risked her life to test the drug, so she brushed it off. "I first tested the formula on mice. Half a month later, I developed the antidote."

He cast a meaningful look at her without commenting. He sank into his bed and closed his eyes, ignoring the people in the room.

Her lips were pressed into a thin line as she stared at him.

An hour earlier.

Finley stared at the door weakly from his wheelchair.

Daphne asked, "Mr. Dean, are you waiting for Mrs. Dean?"

He shook his head, denying the question, "No."