Chapter 1144
Chapter 1144:
Soon, her mind went blank, and the voices around her faded into muffled noise.
“Margo?” Joziah called tentatively, holding her upright. When she didn’t respond at all, a satisfied smile spread across his face.
“Well done,” he said to the bartender.
He pulled a few bills from his pocket and tossed them onto the counter. Under the envious stares of a few people nearby, he lifted Margo and took her away.
“Why… why are you doing this?” Margo whispered weakly, her hand feebly patting at his arm.
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But just as Joziah looked up, a fist slammed into his face.
Caught off guard, he stumbled back from the punch.
“Who the hell—” Joziah spat, then looked up and saw a gentle-looking man holding Margo.
“You bastard!” Joziah snapped.
Dunn Hopkins, dressed in a neat suit and polished leather shoes, glanced at Margo’s pale, unsteady state. His expression darkened.
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“Who the hell are you? Mind your own business,” Joziah growled.
His face turned sullen. He hadn’t expected anyone to stop him.
Ignoring him, Dunn lifted Margo and left. Joziah tried to charge after them, but he was no match for Dunn. Dunn turned back and knocked him down with ease, then continued away with Margo.
In Dunn’s arms, Margo’s body grew hotter, and she began to struggle uneasily. Dunn wanted to call the police, but first he had to get her away from those people.
Margo felt her body getting heavier and heavier. She forced her eyes open, nausea rising in her throat. Then she felt something cool pressed to her forehead, bringing a flicker of relief.
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Much later, she slowly opened her eyes and realized she was in an unfamiliar place.
Panic surged. She tried to remember what had happened, but her mind was blank.
“You’re awake.” A calm male voice reached her.
Margo turned her head and saw Dunn walking in with a glass of water. Fear instantly tightened in her chest. She tried to sit up, but her limbs were too heavy to cooperate.
“Who are you? What did you do to me?” Margo’s voice trembled. She immediately regretted going to that bar and drinking, only to end up in this situation.
Flustered, she clutched the blanket, feeling lost and vulnerable.
“Don’t be afraid. I’m not a bad person,” Dunn said gently, seeing how wary she was.
“I’m Dunn Hopkins. Last night, someone put something in your drink at the bar. When he tried to take you away, I stopped him and brought you to my place p>
As he spoke, he pointed to a medical kit beside the bed and handed her his badge. Maybe because he was anxious to explain, his movements looked a little awkward.
“Because of the drug, you have a low fever now,” Dunn continued, concern in his eyes. “It’s a common reaction. You need to rest p>