“What, lady? Already forgotten us? You sure have a short memory.”
My face went pale. This wasn’t simple.
“Was it Ethan? Did he send you? Tell him to come here. I’ll face him myself. I’m his wife. This is our family business. Outsiders have no right to interfere!”
I shouted, but they ignored me.
“Ethan? We don’t know him.”
“You offended the wrong person.”
“Lady, in your next life, learn to behave.”
The group surged forward. My heart seized.
“I’ll pay thirty thousand dollars—no, seventy thousand! Just stop this. Let me go!”
The leader froze for a moment, then sneered.
“Sorry. No matter how much you offer, we keep our word. Otherwise, how could we survive in this business?”
“Nothing personal, lady.”
He raised a chair leg and smashed it into my other leg. My scream tore through the night before I blacked out.
When I woke again, the world spun, but I was alive.
Alive… but both my legs were gone. Amputated.
And worse—I wasn’t whole anymore. The medical report told me the truth: my womb had been ripped from me.
Tears streamed silently down my face.
Then I heard a voice from the bathroom. Ethan, talking on the phone, on speaker.
“Daddy, because Mommy caused Aunt Sarah’s death and tried to force you to divorce, you had no choice but to send the gang again. But Daddy, you let them take Mommy’s womb. How will she ever have more children?”
Ethan’s voice was chilling:
“She has you. That’s enough. Why would she need more? Breaking her legs was the point—now she can’t push me to divorce. And I had the leader record everything. If she dares threaten me again, I’ll release it. She’ll be ruined in New York City, disgraced, abandoned even by her parents. Let’s see how she survives then.”
“But Daddy, isn’t this too cruel? Mommy will be in so much pain. And Aunt Sarah died because of her illness. You can’t blame Mommy entirely.” Lily said.
“Hmph, who else should I blame? If it weren’t for her lack of compassion, would Sarah be dead? She was my true love, the woman I could never have. I only wanted to take care of her in her final years. With late-stage kidney failure, how long could she have lived? At most ten years!”
“But your mother—even with her legs broken and her womb gone—she can still live comfortably for the rest of her life. Now tell me, who’s really worse off?” Ethan said coldly.