Betrayed by Four: Reborn, Their Rival Mafia Lord Became My Husband - Chapter 7: Chapter 7
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"No... get away... let go of me..."
Five thugs leered as they pinned me down. My bones were shattered, leaving me too weak to even struggle. I could only watch in desperation as their filthy hands reached for my collar.
"You can't escape, princess." The leader flashed a yellow-toothed grin. "Tonight, we're gonna take real good care of you."
The sound of tearing fabric echoed harshly through the silent hospital room. I bit down hard on my lip, tasting blood as it spread across my tongue.
I couldn't die here. I wouldn't let these animals destroy me.
In the next second, I shoved the man closest to me with every ounce of strength I had left and lunged toward the window—
"CRASH!"
Glass exploded inward as bone-chilling wind howled into the room.
I plummeted from the second floor, agony tearing through my right leg as I hit the ground. But I couldn't stop now. Dragging my broken leg behind me, I ran for my life.
"Shit! After her!" The thugs' furious roars erupted behind me.
Terror drove me forward at breakneck speed, stumbling and lurching ahead. But then—
"SCREECH—!"
Blinding headlights blazed toward me as a speeding car slammed into my body!
I flew through the air and crashed to the pavement. Blood instantly began pooling beneath me.
I lay there in the spreading crimson, consciousness fading as my ears rang. I heard a car door slam, followed by approaching footsteps.
"Fuck! Lucien, you're ruthless as hell!" Caleb's voice cut through the haze. "Derek already had his guys assault her, and you still ran her down?"
"If she hadn't tried to run, I wouldn't have had to." Lucien's cold laugh sent chills down my spine. "She brought this on herself."
"Too bad she's so damn lucky—survived the hit." Raven's voice carried genuine disappointment. "If she'd died, the three of us wouldn't have to keep up this act around her. We could focus on Rachel full-time."
My heart felt like it was being crushed in a vice, the pain nearly suffocating me.
So... they really did want me dead.
When I woke up again, I was back in a hospital bed for the third time, wrapped head to toe in bandages like a mummy.
"Sienna! You're finally awake!" Lucien rushed over first, his eyes full of fake "concern"—as if he wasn't the cold-blooded bastard who'd mowed me down.
"Sorry, we were rushing back to see you and didn't watch the road. We accidentally hit you." Caleb took my hand, his voice gentle.
"We heard about what happened to Rachel at the hospital too." Raven sighed heavily. "But we know she must be framing you."
I stared at them in silence, my eyes dead as winter.
"Get some rest. We're gonna have a talk with Derek and make sure you get justice this time!" Lucien patted my hand gently before the three of them left.
I closed my eyes and let out a bitter laugh.
Talk? They were just desperate to go see Rachel.
This time, my injuries were severe. I spent two full weeks in the hospital.
On discharge day, all three guys came to pick me up personally. But when they brought me back to my villa, I found Derek and Rachel standing in my living room.
"What are you doing here?" I asked coldly.
Derek looked up, his gaze ice-cold as if I were a complete stranger. "I'm helping Rachel pack. She won't be living here anymore."
"Why?" I forced a smile, wincing as it pulled at my wounds. "Afraid I'll bully her again?"
"Good that you understand." Derek's laugh was arctic. "If she stays any longer, she might end up dead."
I clenched my fists, nails digging deep into my palms.
They were all blind and heartless, completely unable to see who was really bullying whom!
"Derek, I'm all packed." Rachel appeared with red-rimmed eyes, her voice choked with tears. "But... my trophy is missing."
"What trophy?" Derek frowned.
"The one from the piano competition." Rachel bit her lip, tears threatening
Five thugs leered as they pinned me down. My bones were shattered, leaving me too weak to even struggle. I could only watch in desperation as their filthy hands reached for my collar.
"You can't escape, princess." The leader flashed a yellow-toothed grin. "Tonight, we're gonna take real good care of you."
The sound of tearing fabric echoed harshly through the silent hospital room. I bit down hard on my lip, tasting blood as it spread across my tongue.
I couldn't die here. I wouldn't let these animals destroy me.
In the next second, I shoved the man closest to me with every ounce of strength I had left and lunged toward the window—
"CRASH!"
Glass exploded inward as bone-chilling wind howled into the room.
I plummeted from the second floor, agony tearing through my right leg as I hit the ground. But I couldn't stop now. Dragging my broken leg behind me, I ran for my life.
"Shit! After her!" The thugs' furious roars erupted behind me.
Terror drove me forward at breakneck speed, stumbling and lurching ahead. But then—
"SCREECH—!"
Blinding headlights blazed toward me as a speeding car slammed into my body!
I flew through the air and crashed to the pavement. Blood instantly began pooling beneath me.
I lay there in the spreading crimson, consciousness fading as my ears rang. I heard a car door slam, followed by approaching footsteps.
"Fuck! Lucien, you're ruthless as hell!" Caleb's voice cut through the haze. "Derek already had his guys assault her, and you still ran her down?"
"If she hadn't tried to run, I wouldn't have had to." Lucien's cold laugh sent chills down my spine. "She brought this on herself."
"Too bad she's so damn lucky—survived the hit." Raven's voice carried genuine disappointment. "If she'd died, the three of us wouldn't have to keep up this act around her. We could focus on Rachel full-time."
My heart felt like it was being crushed in a vice, the pain nearly suffocating me.
So... they really did want me dead.
When I woke up again, I was back in a hospital bed for the third time, wrapped head to toe in bandages like a mummy.
"Sienna! You're finally awake!" Lucien rushed over first, his eyes full of fake "concern"—as if he wasn't the cold-blooded bastard who'd mowed me down.
"Sorry, we were rushing back to see you and didn't watch the road. We accidentally hit you." Caleb took my hand, his voice gentle.
"We heard about what happened to Rachel at the hospital too." Raven sighed heavily. "But we know she must be framing you."
I stared at them in silence, my eyes dead as winter.
"Get some rest. We're gonna have a talk with Derek and make sure you get justice this time!" Lucien patted my hand gently before the three of them left.
I closed my eyes and let out a bitter laugh.
Talk? They were just desperate to go see Rachel.
This time, my injuries were severe. I spent two full weeks in the hospital.
On discharge day, all three guys came to pick me up personally. But when they brought me back to my villa, I found Derek and Rachel standing in my living room.
"What are you doing here?" I asked coldly.
Derek looked up, his gaze ice-cold as if I were a complete stranger. "I'm helping Rachel pack. She won't be living here anymore."
"Why?" I forced a smile, wincing as it pulled at my wounds. "Afraid I'll bully her again?"
"Good that you understand." Derek's laugh was arctic. "If she stays any longer, she might end up dead."
I clenched my fists, nails digging deep into my palms.
They were all blind and heartless, completely unable to see who was really bullying whom!
"Derek, I'm all packed." Rachel appeared with red-rimmed eyes, her voice choked with tears. "But... my trophy is missing."
"What trophy?" Derek frowned.
"The one from the piano competition." Rachel bit her lip, tears threatening
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