Laura raised her eyebrows, asking, "What are you talking about?"

Isaac pressed on, "Do you remember your previous career?"

“What did I do before?" Laura asked.

"You were a forensic expert. We both graduated from the same university and were in a relationship during that time..."

“I'm feeling sleepy, Laura interjected, not wishing to hear any further.

She found Forrest's behavior unusually peculiar today.

It seemed like he hadn't heard her say she was tired, as Forrest continued, “Our profession is sensitive, especially when it comes to medicine..."

He had added some medicine to the milk that Laura drank.

Yet, the drug was both colorless and flavorless.

If someone else had presented it, he wouldn't have noticed at all.

Suddenly, Laura felt weak.

Her body began to feel heavy.

She struggled to maintain her balance.

Forrest held her arm and offered, “Let me help you to the bed."

"No," Laura refused.

“Don't resist my help now."

Forrest escorted her into the room.

Laura finally grasped the situation.

“Was there something added to the milk?" She glared at him. “What are you planning?"

Forrest gazed back at her, replying, "I want you to stay."