Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

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Sarah arrived swiftly, drawing blood samples with a frown creasing her forehead.

Beck's heart skipped a beat, his lips pressed tightly together. "Doc, he's gonna be okay, right?"

Sarah turned to the others in the room. "Who gave him the injection?"

Without hesitation, Beck had his men bring Queena in. With lan still unconscious, he dared not lay a finger on her, choosing instead

to keep her detained.

The local police station, where Rachel worked, was clamoring for Queena's return, insisting that a murder suspect should not be

taken away so lightly.

Beck simply brushed off the policewoman's demands and had Queena brought to the hospital.

At first glance, Sarah's pupils shrank.

"Doc, is there something off about her identity?"

"Everyone from the research base is brilliant, even by their standards," Sarah replied.

Beck's demeanor darkened. "What the hell is wrong with lan, then?"

Queena, under guard, let out a sly chuckle, her lips curling into a smirk.

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Her expression was one of arrogance and contempt.

"So, Dr. Sarah, you are still alive and remember a nobody like me."

Sarah raised her hand, continuing her examination on lan. "He'll live, but the drug this woman fed him is problematic. The exact

issue, only she knows."

The research facility was a haven for geniuses, capable of concocting any drug imaginable. Even after years spent there, Sarah

was unaware of the full scope of their pharmacopeia as research varied by sector.

"We'll have to wait until he wakes up to see the full reaction."

Relief washed over Beck, knowing lan's life hung in the balance. But that relief was short-lived as Sarah added, "His brain has been

intentionally damaged. If he wakes up, he might have the IQ of a toddler. We'll see more once he regains consciousness."

A tingle of dread crawled across Beck's scalp at the thought; better to keep this from Maja for now.

Queena's laugh echoed again, her eyes lingering on lan with yearning.

But the man lay still, oblivious to her fervent affection.

She licked her lips, a triumphant tone in her voice. "You can't kill me. Without me, he won't survive."

Beck's gaze sharpened. "What the hell did you poison him with?"

Queena was pale, clearly anemic, yet she bore no injuries. How could she be losing blood?

A realization dawned on Sarah, her hand going to her temple. "I think | know. There was a drug developed at the facility. The

higher-ups deemed it worthless and abandoned the research."

"What kind of drug?"

"It used human blood to create a substance akin to opium. Anyone fed this drug would quickly becaddicted, with a

dependency a thousand times stronger than that of ordinary marijuana. In past trials, subjects would becso desperate for

their blood fix that one even bit off his own tongue in withdrawal."

Sarah's face grew grim as she caught Queena's smug, knowing look.

"The researchers used their own blood, inducing agitation in the subjects when deprived. The subjects would then only respond

warmly to the provider of the blood. This blood alchemy project was halted because, with so many other drugs under study, it was

considered trivial. It seems our guest here was part of that research team."

A smile played on Queena's lips, as if she wanted to applaud Sarah's deduction, but her hands were cuffed behind her back.

"Dr. Sarah, | should praise you for remembering such a trivial detail."

In the vast expanse of the research facility, this was a mere footnote. With countless drugs being developed, who could recall the

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specifics of each?

She had created this drug to control the lab's living weapons—what better way to ensure their loyalty?

But the higher-ups refused to use their own blood to feed a weapon, and the project was scrapped.

Yet, using this drug against lan was perfect.

Even if these people suspected her, they wouldn't dare kill her.

Once lan woke up, he would seek her out.

Triumph was written all over her face, eagerly anticipating his awakening.

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