I Became His Sweetheart

“You sexually nalled it.” The man stopped in action. Then, he removed the stethoscope hanging around his neck and lunged at Leon. “If that’s the case, there’s no need to put ors an act anymore. Anyway, since someone wants you dead, you won't leave here alive today!”

Leon gatted his teeth against the pain, narrowly evading the man’s attack, and rolled backward to create some distance. Who sent you?!”

“Didn't you already know who | work for?”

The man swiftly closed in, and they fought in the confined room.

“You've lost all your value, and you'll only get in Ms. Moore’s way if you're alive. You're better off dead!” The man locked Leon with his muscular right arm, his left hand raised high, aiming

at Leon’s throat. “| don’t believe you! This can’t be true! Ms. Moore wouldn’t harm me. Who sent you to frame her?” Leon struggled fiercely, bent his elbow, and struck him hard in the chest.

The man could not evade the blow, and the syringe in his hand was knocked away. Leon seized the opportunity to crouch down, swiftly retrieving the syringe.

“Damn it! Just accept your fate and hand over the syringe! I'll send you to the afterlife right now!” The doctor was infuriated.

“We'll see if you've got what it takes.” Leon held the bleeding wound caused by his intense movements, charged forward, and collided with him head-on.

In the split second they brushed against each other, Leon seized the opportunity and forcefully jammed the needle into the man’s back, pushing the sedative inside with all his might.

The man let out a muffled groan and slumped down.

After that, Leon slumped to the ground, breathing heavily. Once he regained a bit of strength, he immediately pushed open the door. Regardless of whether the man’s claims were true or not, he had to leave the Moore mansion first.

Leon ran out as fast as he could, desperately wanting to find Jennifer and personally ask her whether what this man said was true!

Following the path Jennifer had shown him the previous night, he reached the back door, stumbling as he walked out. Desperate to get answers from Jennifer, he paid no attention to the blood oozing from his injuries. Eventually, his strength gave out, and he collapsed to the ground.

Leon struggled to prop himself up, trying not to fall. His head felt heavy and dizzy.

Dimly, he saw a woman in a red dress approaching him, the long fishtail lace swaying gracefully. “Did he pass out?”

The woman stood before him, observing him, and her icy voice was devoid of any emotion.

In a semi-conscious state, Leon felt a strange familiarity in her voice. He struggled to look up, wanting to see who it was. However, everything went dark, and be passed out completely. When Leon woke up again, he found the woman standing before him...

It was Sheena.

“Y—You're not dead?”

“Sorry to disappoint you.” Sheena smiled faintly, with no intention of leaving. After handling Jennifer’s affairs, she came specifically to find Leon,

“Perhaps you don’t know this yet, but Ms. Moore has been sent to the police station for committing multiple crimes, and you'll be joining her soon.”

“That’s impossible!” Leon was shocked and angry, screaming, “It must be you! You framed her!”Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“As for what happened, you can ask her in person.” Sheena could not be bothered to waste more time with him.