CHAPTER 185

I was curious to see if Dexter would tell me.

Dexter stood there, looking helpless and panicked. He urgently reached out to me, pleading for my presence by his side.

Somehow, I felt the urge to approach him. However, my rationale compelled me to keep my distance and press him further. "Tell me. Who hurt me?"

His hand slowly fell from its frozen position in mid-air, a silent testament to his refusal to speak.

I nodded, directing my gaze toward Damien. "I'll go with you."

Damien was quite happy as he led me toward the car. "Sophia, let's go."

I didn't look back, yet I waited for Dexter to convince me to stay. However, he did not speak until I got into Damien's car.

He stood there with his head lowered, as though he were wrestling with a painful struggle and trying to make a difficult decision.

"I'll ask you again...who is it?" My eyes were red, and my heart was filled with unease.

Who exactly was Dexter trying to protect?