Debra struggled to pull out the phone from Juan''s pocket and then called 911. Then she faded into unconsciousness.


    The next day, she groggily opened her eyes to see Joe bustling around. Her voice was hoarse and weak. "Where''s Juan?"


    A flicker of relief crossed Joe''s face, and he asked quickly, "Madam, are you asking for water?"


    Debra shook her head, asking again, "Where''s Juan?"


    "Mr. Nichols," Joe hesitated, "he''s severely injured and currently in intensive care."


    Debra struggled to sit up. Joe quickly held her arm. "Madam! The doctor said your injuries are serious too. You mustn''t get out of bed!"


    Debra, devoid of strength, knew Juan had been hurt trying to save her.


    She couldn''t be relieved unless she saw him.


    "Madam..."


    Joe tried to stop her, but suddenly, noise erupted outside the room.


    "Where''s Debra? How is she?"


    Debra recognized Ralph''s voice. Joe went out to check. Sure enough, Ralph and Rosalie had arrived. Rosalie was searching anxiously, looking for Debra. "How is she?"


    Through the window, Debra saw her actions.


    Rosalie was just trying to figure out if she was dead.


    Debra recalled the ident.


    That car had been fine before she went to their house.


    Joe told them, "Mrs. Nichols is resting now."


    "Let them in," Debra calmly said.N?vel(D)rama.Org''s content.


    She caught a glimpse of Rosalie''s disappointment.


    She hadn''t died, and Rosalie wasn''t pleased about that.


    Ralph hurried in and felt pained when he saw Debra covered in scratches and bandages.


    "What happened? How did you end up like this?"


    "Someone tampered with my brakes. They malfunctioned."


    Ralph''s face was filled with shock and confusion.


    Debra observed Rosalie''s expression but couldn''t discern any clues.


    ''If it''s not Rosalie, who could it be?'' she wondered.


    Ralph nced at Rosalie and said, "Give us the room."


    Rosalie was stunned, asking, "What? Are you suspecting me?"


    Ralph held his breath, not speaking.


    Rosalie put her hands on her hips, saying, "We''ve been married for so many years, and I''ve contributed to the family. Is that how you repay me?"


    Ralph didn''t want toy it bare, but Rosalie red at him, shouting, "Do you have evidence? Show it, and I''ll turn myself in." "Nobody said it was you. Debra needs a rest. Just wait outside."


    "You!"


    ""Get out!"


    Ralph''s attitude was firm, and Rosalie, hindered by Debra''s presence, could only stamp her foot and leave the ward.


    Debra watched Rosalie''s reaction, which didn''t seem fake.


    If this were her doing, she wouldn''t have been so confident.


    "I know you suspect Rosalie, but I can assure you it wasn''t her."