No More Waiting, She Chooses Love
Chapter 723

Ernest had once faked his own death, and now he was willing to endure a beating rather than risk exposing his identity. Deborah had paid an even greater price, one that could ruin her life forever. They had come this far, and if we called the police now, all their efforts might be in vain. Besides, if the police were effective, the Sapphire Lounge wouldn't be operating so audaciously. I knew we couldn't just let this go, especially since Fanny was a staunch defender of women, and she couldn't stand to see another woman suffer such abuse. "Fanny, how is Deborah doing? Is she awake? Can we talk to her, please?" I asked.

Fanny said nothing but led me to Deborah's hospital room. Seeing her there, with tubes attached and an oxygen mask covering her face, my heart ached thinking about the injuries Fanny had described to me. "I'm okay," Deborah managed to say, sensing my distress and trying to comfort me.

Tears flowed down my face as I gently held her hand. "Deborah, I swear I'll get justice for you. I promise..."

She nodded and even managed to smile at me.

She always loved to smile, and I loved seeing that smile. It used to make the world seem brighter. But now, her smile felt like a knife cutting through my heart...

"You should report this," Fanny urged, speaking on my behalf.

Deborah's smile froze, and she shook her head, "No, don't..."

"That's a foolish decision," Fanny said, clearly pained and frustrated with Deborah's choice.

"I know, but I...don't regret it," Deborah said, her eyes dry despite the obvious pain and fear she felt.

Her eyes stared blankly into the distance. "I have to...catch them all..."

Fanny had already heard my reasoning and wasn't surprised by Deborah's decision, so she didn't press further. Instead, she reassured her, "I'll do everything I can to ensure you heal without any lasting damage." Deborah blinked slowly before closing her eyes.

As we left the room, Fanny handed me a tissue when she saw my tear-streaked face.

As I wiped my tears, I asked her, "Deborah's injuries are so severe. Are you sure there won't be any long-term effects?"

Fanny was silent for a moment, then said, "Her uterus was ruptured. I've managed to repair it, but I can't guarantee she'll be able to conceive in the future."

Pregnancy? After such a traumatic

experience and being deceived by her boyfriend, destroying her entire life, could she ever trust a man again? Believe in love? Even want to date?

Feeling utterly helpless, I didn't want to discuss the future. Seeing the blood stains on Fanny's scrubs, said "You should change. I'll stay with her for a while."

"Is she refusing to report this because she wants to gather more evidence once she recovers?" Fanny suddenly asked.

I nodded, and Fanny continued, "That's quite a risky plan."

Yes, putting oneself in harm's way is

the height of folly, yet even Ernest resorted to it. It shows just how deep the darkness runs in the Sapphire Lounge, forcing them to enter such a dangerous place.

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"If more people gathered evidence, it would be much easier," Fanny said thoughtfully.

I knew that, but I had no way to reach the other victims.

"I've treated many girls like Deborah over the years. If I'm not mistaken, their experiences are likely similar," Fanny said, hinting at a plan.

She suggested that these women could unite to testify against the crimes, likely having evidence themselves.

This way, Deborah wouldn't have to face danger again, and we could reveal the Sapphire Lounge's atrocities sooner.

I grabbed Fanny's hand excitedly, "Can you find those women, or do you have their contact information?"