Chapter 1523 Torturous
After âZacharyâ blurted out his thought about how Charlotte was taking revenge on him, he
panicked, thinking that he had accidentally revealed something by saying the wrong words.
However, Charlotte's response made him breathe a sigh of relief.
I'm glad she didn't notice anything. She used to bear a grudge against Zachary, so it's nothing
strange for her to talk about wanting to take revenge on him
âI know you're doing this for my sake, but this treatment is really unnecessary.â
Left without a choice, âZacharyâ softened his tone and pleaded, âIt's too difficult. Not only is it
showing no results, but it's worsening my condition.â
"How is that possible? I was cured because of this treatment.â Charlotte drew her brows together.
"And before that incident, you agreed with me about this treatment plan. Why do you suddenly
have a change of heart?â
For a moment, âZacharyâ could not find a good excuse.
He knew that if he continued, he would expose himself.
After all, the real Zachary had been diagnosed with a terminal illness, so even if his treatment was
tormenting, he would still cooperate with the others so that he could survive.
âIf... you really don't want to do this anymore, I won't force you to,â Charlotte mumbled dejectedly
with a sigh. âI can't stand watching you getting tormented. You know what? Let's just stop...â
âReally?â A delighted look entered fake Zachary's eyes. âThenâ"
"We'll go to Raina,â Charlotte continued. âWhile Dr. Wright is still around, we'll ask her to perform
another surgery and draw some blood. We should be able to stabilize your condition. Once we find
Francesco, we'll use a different treatment plan.â
âZacharyâ was dumbfounded by her words. âD-Draw some blood?â
"Yes. We did something similar before. We'll make an opening behind your ear and let out the bad
blood. Then you'll be bedbound for a month to slowly recover.â
"You donât need to be so merciless, do you?â the fake Zachary nearly shrieked out. âDidn't you say
that I have to go to the office tomorrow? Wouldn't I be essentially crippled if I were to be
bedbound?â
His plan had to be executed soon. If he were to be bedbound for a month, he would not be able to
work on his plan.
"So what do you want?â Charlotte asked in a helpless tone.
At that, the fake Zacharyâs mouth twitched. He was truly tormented by everything, but still, he
steeled himself and said, âLet's just go with Dr. Felch's treatment plan.â
As he said those words, he mentally prepared himself to face the end of the world.
That was the choice he madeâhe had chosen the slightly better option between the two choices he
was given.
Although it was suffering to soak in scalding hot herbal baths and go through acupuncture sessions
every day, he would soon be out of his misery once his plan was completed.
On the other hand, if he chose the option of surgery, he would be crippled for a month.
Furthermore, he might end up exposing himself. If that were to happen, the woman in front of him
would surely skin him alive.
âYou chose this yourself,â Charlotte quickly said. âIn that case, please cooperate with us during the
treatment and stop throwing a tantrum. Also, don't hurt others anymore. I've already told them to
tie you up if you go mad again. If that really happens, things will turn awkward.â
âZacharyâ was stunned into silence as a look of disbelief appeared on his face.
"All right. Rest early now,â was all Charlotte said before turning around to leave.
âWhere are you going?â the fake Zachary hurriedly stopped her. âArenât you going to sleep here?â
âI still have a lot of work to deal with.â Charlotte flung his hand away before walking out of the door.
"Rest early. Good night.â
âZacharyâ watched as she walked away, his brows knitted. Once her footsteps faded, he hastily
locked his door and checked the room. Then he made a call.
âHow is it?"
âI was f*cking tortured to death today. They shoved me into a tub of hot herbal concoction before
stabbing needles in me, talking about some kind of herbal concoction treatment.â