Hearing her mention the old man, a trace of expression finally appeared on Noah Drexler’s icy face. His hand, which was gripping the car door handle, paused.

"He said it’s time for you to take your medicine." At this moment, Autumn Duval continued.

Today was the day he needed to take his medication.

Listening to the other party’s voice, Noah’s face changed slightly. The next second, he pursed his lips and glanced at Sean Morgan beside him.

Sean understood and quickly spoke to Autumn Duval.

"Miss Duval, please get in the car on the other side!" Sean said, making a gesture inviting her.

Seeing this, Autumn nodded, turned around, and walked to the other side of the car. Sean opened the car door for her.

She smiled, finally sitting in the car with satisfaction.

Although she knew that Noah Drexler had agreed to marry her only because he was infected with the virus from Uncle Drexler and relied on monthly medication to sustain his life!

But so what, as long as she could marry him, become the Drexler Family’s young madam, become his wife... then she didn’t care about those!

She believed that as long as there was a foundation of time, this man would be hers sooner or later!

...

Halfway to their destination, just after turning onto the road leading to The Drexler Estate, the car suddenly jolted and then came to a halt.

"What’s going on?" Sean, sitting in the passenger seat, asked the driver alertly.

"It seems the tire blew out!" The driver said, with a puzzled expression on his face.

How could the tire blow out just like that?

Hearing this, Sean was startled and sensed that something was wrong. Instinctively, he turned his head to look at the sides of the road, his gaze discovering something in the darkness.

His face suddenly changed.

"Not good!" There’s an ambush!

"Noah, watch out!" At the same time, Autumn Duval’s alarmed scream rang out.

Immediately after...

...

——Bang!

...

A loud crash echoed, the car window shattered, and inside the car, blood splattered everywhere...

...

In the early morning hours, Summer Shawcross was sleeping soundly on the sofa.

In her dreams, she suddenly heard a loud noise, startling her, and she opened her eyes wide abruptly.

When she opened her eyes, she found herself still in the living room on the first floor, with the TV still on.

She let out a long breath, subconsciously reaching out to touch her face, only to find it covered in a fine sweat.

She was momentarily dazed, then propped herself up and sat up, only to realize that her heart had been racing since just now.

What was going on... She felt an inexplicable unease inside.

Her face turned pale, and she glanced out of the window on the first floor.

By now, the sky had begun to show some light.

She turned to look at the clock on the wall, five thirty in the morning...

Summer took a few deep breaths, trying to use deep breathing to dispel the unease inside, but it was to no avail.

She sighed, her heart suddenly becoming flustered.

Just as she got up from the sofa, intending to pour herself a glass of water, the TV suddenly broadcasted something that caught her attention.

...

——In the early hours of this morning, there was an attack in Lyra; the Drexler heir and his fiancée were both injured and rushed to the hospital for emergency treatment, their condition currently unknown!

...

Summer Shawcross was frozen in place, her face turning deathly pale.

The Drexler heir... injured... emergency treatment...

Noah Drexler... injured?

A vague scene of her brother falling into the river suddenly surfaced in her mind... Her heart suddenly tightened with pain.