A shiver ran through Alla's scalp, yet she still mustered the courage to say, "Mr Collins, I fear you greatly. Might I refrain from returning with you?"
Even if she were temporarily blinded, she had no desire to accompany Gordon Collins.
She feared being imprisoned within his car again, persistently teetering on the brink of death...
Gordon Collins, seeing her unfocused gaze and the fear therein, adopted a more complex expression.
After silently observing Alla for a while, he breathed a deep sigh, "We'll deal with this back home."
Upon hearing these words, Alla understood there was no room for negotiation.
No longer resisting, she extended her hand to him, letting him guide her back to the car that had, just moments ago, left her gasping for breath.
They were not far from the villa; within a few minutes, the car came to a halt.
Gordon Collins, clutching her arm, led her back to her bedroom, then brought her a box of medicine.