A wave of nausea suddenly washed over me.
I rushed to the bathroom.
After an uncontrollable bout of vomiting, a woman entered, her voice tinged with worry. "What happened?"
I shook my head violently, wanting her to leave quickly.
But unexpectedly, Leon followed me in.
He seemed quite unconcerned, bending down to hand me a bottle of water.
"Mr. Davidson probably ate something unclean. Drink some water to rinse your mouth."
He was wearing a loose-fitting shirt, revealing some skin as he leaned closer.
But I immediately noticed the tattoo on his chest.
I froze.
Leon's voice was innocent and questioning, "Mr. Davidson?"
I held my breath and suddenly yanked open his collar forcefully.
"Ah!"
With a man's gasp, I saw it clearly.
The bullet wound was incredibly realistic, the details and location exactly the same as Gabriela's…
He had actually tattooed Gabriela's scar onto his own body.
Gabriela shoved me to the ground and draped her coat over Leon.
She roared angrily, "Julius, you're completely unreasonable!"
I stood there stunned, tears streaming down my face when I looked up at her.