Billionaire Ex-wife: I Can't Live Without You
Chapter 1721

“It wasn’t me! I didn’t steal the key or the medicine.

Mekhi, you searched me and my room.

I don’t know where those things are either,” Kyson insisted and threw the dagger to the bodyguard holding the vine.

“Since you’re convinced I’m guilty, no matter what I say, you won’t believe me.

Just kill me.

Why torture me? I thought we were family and that you cared about me,” he bitterly added.

“Family?” Mekhi sneered.

He was not swayed by Kyson’s words.

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He only believed his own analysis and speculation.

But after beating Kyson, his anger subsided, and he became more rational.

“I’LL grant you mercy for now.

After all, word just spread that you’re alive.

It wouldn’t be prudent to kill you now.

But if I manage to uncover proof of your guilt, I promise you’ll long for death then!”

Mekhi gritted his teeth and snorted coldly.

Then he took his leave.

Since he left, it meant that Kyson survived through the initial questioning.

Enduring the pain, Kyson heaved a sigh of relief, feeling a slight ease.

His vision became a blur.

He succumbed to unconsciousness and collapsed into Sally’s arms.

“Kyson! Guards, he passed out.

Get the doctor!”

Late into the night, only the Shaws’ house bustled with activity.

Shiloh rushed to summon the emergency doctor.

Kyson’s body was covered in blood and he appeared gravely wounded.

Luckily, only his flesh was hurt.

His internal organs were fine.

The doctor carefully cleansed the blood using normal saline, applied medicine to the wounds, and expertly bandaged the severe injuries.

He then stuffed an anti-inflammatory pill in Kyson mouth, who was in a daze.

Even in his semi-conscious state, Kyson said nothing that could be detrimental to his situation.

Once the doctor concluded his treatments, he took his leave.

Beside Kyson’s bedside, Sally wept softly and questioned, “Kyson, you just returned.

Why have you done such a thing? Why would you risk your life for Lucinda?”

Though unaware of the full story, Sally had heard Lucinda’s account of the situation on the top floor.

She speculated on Kyson’s motives for taking the key from Shiloh.

Kyson lay on the bed, enduring so much pain.

Squinting weakly, he glanced at the solid-colored curtain, pressed his lips together tightly, and didn’t say anything.

His actions were driven by a desire to help Lucinda.

But not solely for her.

He had his own ulterior motives.

This time back, he had something he wanted to try to get.