Chapter 4
I walked toward Yvonne slowly. “Jeremy is dead. My son is dead.”
I was crying and laughing at the same time, like I was possessed. “You’ll pay for this with your life!”
I lunged at Yvonne. However, just as I was about to reach her, I felt a sharp pain on the back of my head.
I collapsed to the ground.
Francis ran over to Yvonne with a baseball bat in his hands. “Yvonne, are you okay?”
She patted herself on the chest, visibly shaken, and shook her head. Then, she stepped on my face. “How dare you try and touch me, you bitch? I’ll have to teach you a lesson so you know I’m not someone you should mess with!”
My head hurt. My consciousness was beginning to fade.
Right before I lost consciousness, I heard Francis ask, “Yvonne, are you sure it’s fine that the kid died?”
Yvonne scoffed. “This is the emergency room of a hospital. People die here every day. Besides, it was already too late by the time the kid was brought in. He didn’t even make it into the emergency room…”
Their laughter faded away.
When I opened my eyes again, I found myself in an operating theater. My hands and feet were tied up. I struggled, but I couldn’t break free.
Just then, Yvonne came in, wearing a white doctor’s coat. “Stop struggling. There’s no use.”
“You… What are you going to do…” My voice was trembling.
“You know, you’re not as young as I am. You’re only flaunting yourself in front of me just because you’re his first love and you bore him a child.
“Now that child is dead, and I will be making sure you don’t look like his first love anymore. Do you think you’ll still be able to seduce Benedict?”
When I heard that Jeremy was dead again, I couldn’t control myself. Tears began flowing again. I couldn’t hear anything Yvonne said after that, much less comprehend what was about to befall me.
“Anesthesia is wasted on a woman like you,” Yvonne said, pulling out a scalpel. “Let’s see how you seduce anyone from now on.”
Smiling cruelly, she waved the scalpel at my chest.
Belatedly, I realized what she was planning to do. Before I could do anything, she shoved a pair of smelly socks into my mouth.
“This is an operating theater, Screaming will disturb your surgeon.”
I was so grossed out I wanted to vomit, but I was also afraid of the scalpel.
“Much better. You should be quiet,” she said, her eyes gleaming with malice. Then, the scalpel came down.
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Chapter 4
My screams were muffled by the socks as a long cut appeared on my chest.
“Without your large boobs, Benedict won’t like you anymore.” Yvonne laughed hysterically. “Any woman who dares to seduce my boyfriend deserves to die!”
I writhed in pain.
Yvonne was insane. She had cut off one of my breasts.
She waved the scalpel over my face next, her obsession apparent. “I don’t like your face, either. On closer. look, you look a little like him, like you two are perfect matches.” Her eyes went sharp with cruelty. “But I’m the only one who gets to be his wife!”
I screamed as she slashed my face several times.
“Homewrecker! Slut! Bitch!” Yvonne cursed at me, each new insult paired with a new cut on my face.
My face was burning with pain and wet–whether in blood or tears, I couldn’t tell.
I despaired.
Jeremy was dead. Now, I was going to die in some “accident” in this surgery room.
I hated it all. I hated myself, and I hated Benedict for getting involved with a woman like this. He was the reason why his seven–year–old brother was dead.
Jeremy…
Just then, the pager in the room buzzed.
Yvonne paused for a moment before picking it up.
“Who’s using this room?” Benedict’s voice sounded through the device.
