Regret Won’t Bring Me Back Ch 4

Regret Won’t Bring Me Back Ch 4
##Chapter 4
When I was saved, I had six hours left.
Suddenly, I remembered what they said in the ambulance.
Because Tina’s wrist was scratched, Jack wanted to retire.
I looked down at the gauze wrapped around my wrist and the countless scars all over my body, smiling bitterly.
Something I couldn’t do in three years was achieved so easily.
It just wasn’t me who did it.
With four hours left, I ignored the hospital’s objections and dragged my weak body back to the villa.
Before leaving, I wanted to see the test report one last time.
But when I returned, the yard was a mess and the house empty.
The guest room was ransacked.
Drawers were emptied.
I quickly called Jack. He answered impatiently, “I want to retire. I’m selling all the properties and starting fresh after clearing everything.
“Find somewhere else to stay. Once Tina calms down, we’ll get divorced.”
I said, “But the things in my bedroom drawer—”
“Selly, don’t push your luck!
“Tina got hurt because of you. Sending my people to rescue you was already more than enough. You want me to buy you a separate place to keep those jewelry in your drawer?”
I had nowhere to go, no need to look for a place.
In the last three hours, I sat on the doorstep, sunbathing.
Sunlight fell on me, but it couldn’t warm my gradually cooling body.
The gate creaked open. I looked up to see Tina, arms folded, leaning against the gate, staring at me.
“You’re lucky, still alive after all that.”
I was taken aback and then smiled softly. “Soon. Don’t worry.”
She was about to say something but suddenly heard a noise and lowered her arms.
Tears instantly filled her eyes.
“Selly, I didn’t mean it. Please don’t be mad.
“You just got out of the hospital. Don’t stress yourself. I’ll have the nanny make you some chicken soup…”
Before she finished, Jack burst in angrily, holding his phone up to me.
On the screen was a message someone sent him.
“Jack, your wife’s clever. She mass-texted your enemies, saying you love Tina Ashby, telling them to go after Tina, not her.
“They even posted photos and leaked Tina’s social media accounts.”
Jack went mad, kicking me hard in the chest.
“I shouldn’t have sent anyone to save you. You should’ve died back there!”
Gasping, I looked up, the sunlight blinding me.
A gun pressed against my forehead, the muzzle was cold, making me shiver.
“It’s not me.”
These three years, those words seemed to be all I ever said.
Tina ran over to stop him, crying and saying, “Jack, Selly didn’t mean it. I stole the man she loved. It’s normal she hates me. Please don’t hurt her. She just got out of the hospital…
“My accounts are gone, but it’s okay if they come after me. I can handle it.”
Jack held Tina tightly, then turned to glare at me, grinding his teeth.
“I regret ever bringing you in. You’re restless and cruel!”
His subordinate called.
“Jack, several enemies have put a bounty on Ms. Ashby’s life. What should we do?
“Maybe you should take her abroad to hide. Someone told them she’s at the villa, and they’re already heading there!”
Jack glanced at me coldly. “I know who leaked it.”
He turned on a live stream, appearing on camera for the first time, but quickly focused the camera on me.
“I’m Jack Caldor. From today, I’m retiring. I’m done with all this.
“Any of you with grudges, find her. Everything I did before was at her instruction. I don’t want anything to do with her anymore, so she’s yours to handle.”
I took a sharp breath. “I took bvllets for Tina for three years, and now you want me to die for you?”
Jack grabbed my collar and dragged me to the main street.
As he dumped me and left, he said coldly, “This is all on you. Your fate is in your own hands.”
That was the last time I saw his back.
Indifferent and resolute.
Ten minutes after he left, enemies swarmed from all sides.
They unleashed all their anger and hatred on me, no one showed mercy.
They cut the tendons in my hands and feet, broke both my legs, and stabbed my chest countless times.
They shouted that they were avenging their loved ones, grabbing my chin, and demanding an apology.
But I was numb, staring blankly at the deep blue sky.
Great, before dying, I still got to see endless blue without a single cloud.
The moment I closed my eyes, the one-hour countdown until everyone forgot started.
Regret Won’t Bring Me Back

Regret Won’t Bring Me Back

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