Chapter 131 by Marina Vittori

“You whore! How dare you seduce my boyfriend? I’ll make your life a living hell!

Tina kept forcing the wine on Dahlia, humiliating her before the crowd.

She was rough and ruthless.

By the time the bottle of wine was emptied, Dahlia had slumped to the ground helplessly.

Even then, Tina did not stop. She grabbed a fistful of Dahlia’s hair and pulled her head up.

Then, a torrent of slaps rained down on Dahlia, each one harder than the one before.

“You slut! You whore! How dare you mess with my boyfriend? How dare you?” Tina shouted as she roughed

Dahlia up, almost in a frenzy.

When Tina finally stopped, Dahlia’s face was swollen and blotched, with streaks of blood coming out the

comer of her mouth.

“Why? Why?” Dahlia asked breathlessly, trying to regain her bearings.

“You have the audacity to ask why? Are you unaware of what you have done, you bitch!” Tina reached for

Dahlia’s hair again and slammed her head hard to the ground.

Blood gushed out immediately. A mixture of blood and wine dripped down Dahlia’s face.

The sight of Dahlia lying on the ground and unable to get up did not garner any sympathy from Tina, in fact; it

seemed to excite her.

She raised her leg and stomped hard on Dahlia’s linger.

“Ah!” Dahlia could finally hold in no longer, and a shriek escaped her.

A piercing pain overtook her senses.

“You shameless tramp! You like flirting around with other men, don’t you? I’d like to see if you’d ever seduce my boyfriend again!” A crazed smile crept up on Tina’s face as she repeatedly stepped on Dahlia’s hand with

her stilettos.

Each time, it struck with greater brutality and ferocity.

In no time, both of Dahlia’s hands were a mess of flesh and blood. It was a terrifying sight.

“Ahh!” Dahlia’s face turned lifeless from the agonizing pain, and she trembled uncontrollably.

Even the strongest of men would not be able to endure it after such merciless torture, much less a woman like

Dahlia.

Most of the crowd felt sorry for her when they saw the state she was in.

Surely an act of theft did not warrant such cold–blooded torture?

It was too cruel!

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“Dahlia, you can’t blame me for this. You’ve only got yoursell to blame for messing with Ms. Hummer’s boyfriend and offending her.” In a corner, Julie trembled like a leaf.

She did not think that Tina would be so unforgiving. She just came short of torturing Dahlia to her gravel

“Ms. Hummer, she’s out cold.” A bodyguard told Tina,

Dahlia had already passed out from the abuse. She had multiple fractures on her fingers, and her entire palm was bloody. It was a ghastly scene.

“She’s down so soon? What a bore.” Tina looked down at Dahlia like she was not done with her yet.

She lifted her leg and wiped the blood off her heels on Dahlia’s clothes. Then, with a nonchalant wave of her hand, she said, “Throw her out. I’ll play with her next time.”

Had it not been for her birthday party that night, she would make sure that she had her fun with her.

After Dahlia was thrown out, Julie, who knew that she was guilty, dared not dally any longer. She sent Dahlia to the hospital immediately.

The medical staff in the emergency ward were all shocked by Dahlia’s state when she was sent in.

She was a gruesome sight to behold, all covered in blood.

The greatest issue was that it was an obvious case of assault, not an accident.

So the question was, who would be so brutal to torture a woman until she was in such a miserable state?

“Where is the patient’s next of kin?” A doctor asked.

“There was another lady here with her earlier on, I don’t know where she went.” A nurse looked around, searching for Julie.

“Check the patient’s bag to see if there’s a phone in there. Contact her family right away.”

“Okay, sure.”

The nurse went through Dahlia’s bag and quickly found her phone and unlocked it with Dahlia’s fingerprint.

She called the contact which was set as “Husband“.

Over at Peaceful Medical Centre, a phone rang.

Dustin, who was in the process of producing Immortunol, pulled his phone out and frowned.

He picked up the call. “Hello, is anything the maller?”

“Hello? Are you a farmily member of the owner of this phone? I’m calling from the emergency ward of East

Swinton Hospital. You need to come here as soon as possible. The patient’s in bad shape.”

“She’s hurt? What happened?” Dustin’s brows knitted even tighter together.

“I’m not too sure either. Come quick.”

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Dustin fell silent. Without a moment’s hesitation, he rushed over to Fast Swinton Hospital after hanging up the call.

When he stepped into the emergency ward to lind Dahlia lying unconscious on the hospital bed, his expression clouded over.

Her face was swollen, blood came out from her mouth, and her forehead had suffered a strong impact.

Worst of all was her fingers, which were broken from being stepped on. They were a bloody mess that he could hardly bear the sight of

It was not difficult to imagine the pain she had been through before she lost consciousness.

“You’re her husband, aren’t you? What have you been up to? How could you let your wife be tortured sol terribly? That’s very irresponsible of you!” The head nurse complained, feeling sorry for Dahlia.

“How is she?” Dustin’s brows furrowed.

“The patient is not in critical danger currently, but her wounds will take quite a while to heal. Her hands, especially, have multiple comminuted fractures. There is a possibility that they may never fully recover,” The head nurse cautioned him.

“Who did this?” Dustin’s expression was terrifyingly cold and emotionless.

“How would I know? You’re her husband, and you have no idea who did it?” The head nurse scowled.

Dustin held his silence. Suddenly, his gaze shot over to the door.

There was a suspicious person craning by the door in an attempt to peek at them.

He dashed over and grabbed the person.

“Hey, Rhys! What are you doing? Let go of me!” Julie cried out in dismay.

“Who did this to Dahlia? Tell me Dustin demanded furiously.

“I–How would I know?” Julie stuttered.

The very next

next second, she was lifted off the ground by a hand that found its way around her throat.

She suffocated, and her struggles to catch her breath proved futile.

“I’ll ask you again. Who did it?” There was a fierce glint in Dustin’s eyes, and a chilling hostility emanated from him.

A bone–piercing coldness instantly enveloped the entire ward.

“It–It was Edwin Hummer’s daughter, Tina Hummer who did it Flustered, Julle blurted out the truth.

She had never seen such a frightening side to Dustin.

His gaze was akin to that of the Devil, giving chills to whoever met it. Julie began to tremble.

“Watch over her.”

Once Dustin got the answer he wanted, he left without another word. A fiery anger burned in his chest.