The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance novel Chapter 1762

Stella instinctively turned her head. A tall, ghost-like figure was standing behind her.

Leonard.

She could barely contain her terror. She whipped out the fruit knife she had taken from the kitchen and plunged it forcefully into Leonard's chest.

Leonard didn't dodge, letting the knife sink into his body.

The blood stained Stella's hand. She stared at it, her face as pale as a sheet, her pupils trembling violently.

In that moment, her fear of Leonard reached its peak.

Looking at her terrified expression, Leonard felt an inexplicable pang of sympathy.

He even tried to comfort her. "Don't be afraid. I won't die."

As if remembering something, Leonard gave a self-deprecating laugh.

"I won't die. If I did, you would never be able to leave this island."

At that moment, Stella understood with horrifying clarity. Leonard was the only pilot.

She had been too hasty.

Too desperate to leave this place.

How could someone like Leonard leave such a glaring weakness, such an obvious vulnerability?

Every supposed flaw, every vulnerability, was just another one of his traps.

Her face turned ashen. "So, you were never unconscious from the start. You were just playing with me, weren't you?"

Leonard's voice was hoarse. "I told you, whatever you gave me, I would drink it, even if it were poison. I was unconscious, but my body has developed a resistance to drugs. The dose you gave me might put a normal person to sleep for a whole night, but its effect on me is limited."

Stella's breath caught. "A resistance?"

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