Carla proceeded to the lounge where Ilali had prepared a clean set of clothes for her.
After reminding Ilali of a few things, she entered the bathroom and turned on the water heater.
Right when she was about to remove her clothes, she caught a silhouette flashing across the mirror.
On instinct, she turned her head and shouted, "Who's that?"
Carla was stunned when she saw who it was. "Boris?"
"That was fast." With a pistol in his hand, Boris approached her slowly. "How can you be so sure that it's me and not Zayn when we look absolutely identical?"
"You're not worthy to compare yourself to him!" Carla glared at him. "Why are you here? Do you have anything to do with Mr. Thompson's sudden collapse?"
"If that stupid old geezer didn't fall sick, how will I have a chance to get close to you?" He smirked smugly. "It's been a while. Do you miss me?"
"Disgusting!" Carla furrowed her brows. "Repent and turn yourself in now. That's your only lifeline."
"Lifeline?" Boris's expression changed when he heard the word. Grief and desolation were written all over his face. "Can I still save myself when I'm diagnosed with AIDS?"
"What?" Carla widened her eyes in shock. It took her a while to recover from it. "You… Are you sure you got it? Did you check properly?"
Though the disease transmission risk was very high, it was not always a hundred percent confirmed case. Before this, Carla thought that Boris might get lucky to be tested negative, but who knew…
"You're so evil, Carla!" He stared daggers at her. "How dare you fooled me into sleeping with your substitute who has AIDS? Are you happy now that I've contracted this deadly disease?"
"That wasn't my intention, " she explained hastily. "I didn't know that the girl has AIDS…"
"You didn't know? How is that possible?" Boris questioned her through his gritted teeth. "You had it all planned out and schemed this episode with Roland. I never once had the heart to lay a finger on you, but you… You did this to me! You are full of malice and spite!"
"No, I didn't…"
"Shut up! I will drag you to h_ll with me!" Boris closed in on her. "I'm doomed, and I won't let you live either."
With that, he prowled on her with the pistol.
Carla swiftly grabbed the shower and sprayed the hot water at his eyes, causing his vision to become blurry, and subconsciously covered his eyes with his hands.
Seizing the opportunity, Carla pushed him away and scurried out of the bathroom. Unfortunately, he got hold of her hair and pulled her back in.
"Ah!" she screamed in pain and struggled to escape his grip. Then, Boris raised the pistol and aimed it at her head.
At that critical moment, Carla kicked his crotch, resulting in him ducking down with his arm hanging mid-air.
She landed another kick on him before pushing the door open. She clutched onto the last strand of hope and tried her best to escape, but a figure appeared behind her and covered her mouth.
Horror-stricken, she saw a pair of familiar eyes staring into hers just seconds before she was knocked out.
Boris dashed out of the bathroom with his pistol, wanting to chase after Carla. Suddenly, someone pointed a gun at his head. Panic surged through him as he widened his eyes to see who that person was. "It's you?"
Without saying a word, the person hit him harshly with the gun handle. Within moments, the person's subordinates took Boris and Carla away.
Everything happened at lightning speed.
When Ilali returned from the ward, she heard the sound of running water from the bathroom. Assuming that Carla was still showering, she did not think much about it.
Right then, Jewel walked in with a hot drink. Her guard was up when she saw a few strands of hair on the doorknob. Instantly, she picked up her weapon and kicked the door open…
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