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Charlie felt a chill run down his spine from that single glance. Considering her status, he dared not push any
further. "That's all | have to say. The rest is up to you to figure out."
He fled the scene, leaving Sarah alone in the room.
After washing up, she lay on the bed and checked her emails. Her cousin had sent her updates on the
construction progress at Pine Mist Island.
Once she finished handling her affairs, Sarah tucked herself under the covers and closed her eyes, trying to
sleep, but rest eluded her.
Her mind was filled with what Charlie had said about Zachary being injured. He was hurt, and she had no idea
how serious the wound was.
If it was severe, he would need hospital treatment, which would certainly leave a record and expose his location.
If he didn't want his whereabouts known, he would have to treat the injury himself at home.
But that wound...
Sarah couldn't calm her thoughts. She tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.
Under the bright moonlight, a figure emerged from the Wesley household.
At that moment, Zachary was sitting on the floor drinking alcohol, with empty bottles scattered across the table.
West Ridge didn't sell good liquor, so he had only managed to buy a few bottles of beer to drink for now.
He hadn't removed his blood-soaked shirt yet, and the pain in his abdomen hadn't subsided. He hadn't bandaged
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As he finished his last sip of beer, he heard a knock at the door.
Who could be looking for him at this hour?
Puzzled, he opened the door to find Sarah standing at his doorstep.
"Sasa?" he murmured softly with a hint of drunkenness, as if unsure, and looked a few more times to confirm.
"Are you going to makestand here all night?" Sarah said coldly.
Only then did Zachary cto his senses, quickly inviting Sarah in, his voice full of surprise, "You... how did you
get here?"
Sarah ignored his question and walked straight toward the living room. Zachary tried to stop her,
"Don't go in there yet. The living room is a mess. Letclean up first."
Sarah didn't even pause, walking straight past him. When she saw the empty bottles on the table, she said
coldly, "You're injured and still drinking? Do you have a death wish?"
"It's just a minor wound," Zachary replied sheepishly.
She slammed the medical kit she was carrying onto the table. "Sit down."
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"Move your hand," Sarah ordered, opening the medical kit and taking out disinfectant and cotton swabs. She
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Sarah's gaze froze. She pressed lightly on the wound and only removed her hand when she heard Zachary's
sharp intake of breath. "A minor wound?"
She said nothing more, taking out the disinfectant and using cotton swabs to carefully clean Zachary's
abdominal wound.
When the stinging liquid touched the wound, it caused intense pain. Zachary clenched his fists tightly, sucking in
a breath as cold sweat beaded on his forehead.
"Does it hurt?" Sarah's voice was cool, her eyes indescribably cold.
Zachary forced a smile. "No, it doesn't hurt. I'm fine."
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