They didn’t know how long it had been, but it felt like a century had passed when the door was suddenly pushed open, and Ayden rushed in, "President Hartley!"
Following him was Dr. Dawson.
"Check on Cornelia first." Marcus's voice was hoarse, as if his throat had been scorched.
Dr. Dawson hurriedly took out two pills from her medical kit, "Take these first."
Dr. Dawson was Marcus's personal doctor and her medical kit was stocked with various precious medicines.
She also carried the antidote for this kind of sedative, just in case Marcus was ever framed.
Then, she walked over to Cornelia and was shocked by the numerous scratches on her body, "Cornelia, how could you do this to yourself?"
"Dr. Dawson, you're finally here!" Cornelia said with a smile before passing out in Dr. Dawson's arms.
They didn't know she could only regain a little sanity through self-harm to prevent herself from falling into an abyss again.
Cornelia had a long nightmare in which she was tied to a stake and roasted while people around her pointed and mocked her, calling her cheap and shameless.
"I'm not like that!" she roared and screamed, but no one paid her any attention.
In the blink of an eye, the stake turned into a cliff.
Familiar faces threw stones at her, yelling, "You slut, go to hell!"
Cornelia dodged the stones and slipped, falling once again into the abyss in her dream.
"Cornelia, wake up, you're having a nightmare." Amidst the insults, a gentle female voice called her name.
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