Chapter: 1693

Bethany flashed back to the days when her mind played tricks-her mother's figure haunting her, urging revenge, calling her to commit suicide and join her.

She recalled how Jonathan had collapsed at the office, how the doctors had been baffled, and then Samira's careless words-it all clicked into place.

Jonathan's heart pounded in his chest. "She gave you the antidote?"

"Yes."

He grabbed her wrist, panic in his eyes. "Take it. It's the only thing that'll cure you completely! Samira said your body's weak. You won't last long without it."