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Chapter 1815

Chapter 1815 Anthony

Danrique frowned. Without any prior warning, he reached out to grab her throat and pushed her onto the table. He warned, “Let me make this perfectly clear to you. You are just the doctor. I am the one who spent a fortune to hire you, and you are not to boss me around!”

“You j*rk. Let go of me.”

Francesca struggled angrily, but that only made Danrique tighten his grip on her.

She was on the verge of suffocating, and for a moment there, she felt as though she sensed death nearing her. Her hands gripped his wrists weakly. No matter what she tried, she simply couldn’t break free.

“Mr. Lindberg, please calm down. We need Dr. Felch to continue treating you, so please let her off easy. Don’t be angry.”

 

Danrique was still burning with rage, but he let Francesca go. His voice sounded evil when he warned, “Remember who you are. Do not cross me again!”

“You…” Francesca coughed.

 

A bloody scratch showed up on her neck, and she was in so much pain that she was coughing nonstop. Her throat had also gone dry, and her voice was coarse.

She was tempted to kill him, but she obviously wasn’t strong enough to fight against him.

That doesn’t matter, though. Revenge is a dish best served cold, so just you wait!

please forgive him for this. Let’s focus

glared at Danrique

warn him before she slapped the medicine,

stiffened. He gritted his teeth and glared. If looks could kill, Francesca would

bother arguing with him, though. She simply moved on to bandage him up in

had been wearing her necklace the entire

is he wearing someone else’s necklace? It’s not like him to do

sensed Danrique monitoring her, so she quickly diverted her attention back to the

“Add hot water, then have him drink it. Check his temperature again in an hour. It’d be great if his fever goes away by then, but if not… Well, there’s nothing I

“Dr. Felch…”

you want him to survive this,” said Francesca sternly, “His condition is still deteriorating, and it

soon as we finish conducting our

Sean nodded endlessly.

at Danrique before leaving without looking

room, Francesca locked the door and examined every inch. She didn’t fish out the phone Sean gave her earlier until she was certain that there weren’t any

the number in. Who is he? And why is

“Hello?”

“Are you…?”

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