Chapter 6

Dog kennel? Did he really leave Summer in a dog kennel? Summer was scared of dogs! Whitney got up with clenched teeth, and she ran out of the hospital without looking back.

Lexie felt a little upset to see Henry let Summer off so easily. "Mrs. Jordan is still the most important person to you, am I right, Henry? But if it wasn't for her, her friend would never have dared to have treated me that way…"

"I know." Henry stroked her head. "I promise to get you justice. It won't be easy for Whitney to save Summer even if she gets to the dog kennel."

Lexie understood right away that Henry wanted to punish Whitney as well. She pretended to be worried about it. "Wouldn't it hurt Mrs. Jordan if you treated her this way?"

Henry replied with indifference, "Then how about I send someone to stop her?"

Lexie pouted and gently hit him on the chest. "You're being cheeky!"

Henry laughed and pulled her into his arms, but the look in his eyes was solemn. He did not want to punish Whitney, but he was also not willing to see Lexie getting hurt. If Whitney was hurt in the promise, he would make it up to Whitney later. All he wanted was for Whitney to know that some lines could not be crossed.

At the dog kennel.

When Whitney arrived, Summer was curled up in a ball inside a cage, and she was almost dying. Outside the cage were three massive pit bulls staring at her. They had been starved for a long time, and they bore their sharp teeth, drooling at their mouths while circling the cage in frustration. Summer had suffered a breakdown while inside the cage, and it had been two days and nights since she last ate or drank. In addition to that, the mental and emotional stress had taken a toll on her.

"Summer!" Whitney cried as she approached the cage, but the pack of dogs stared back at her, looking like they would attack at any moment. Whitney knew that she would be dead if she went anywhere near the cage. "Hold on, Summer! I'll buy some meat to distract them. Promise me you'll hold on!"

All Summer could do was use the last of her strength to reach out to Whitney. "Don't go… Whitney… I'm dying…"

"Nothing will happen to you, Summer! I won't let you die!" Whitney was heartbroken to see Summer that way. She teared up as she bent over to pick up a stick from the ground, and she clenched her teeth as she ran toward the pit bulls.

The pack of dogs lunged at Whitney, and she held up the stick to fight them. Her arms were soon bleeding from the dogs' scratches, causing her great pain, but Whitney did not stop. She finally made her way to the cage, and she unlocked it with the key in her hand.

"Let's go, Summer!" Whitney helped up the limp Summer, and they ran toward the gates. They stumbled along, and with great difficulty, they got out of the dog kennel only to find that the gates had been locked from the outside. The gates would not open, no matter how hard Whitney tried.

"Open up! Who's out there?! Henry! Please open the gates! I'm begging you!" Whitney knocked and pulled with all her might, and she started roaring toward the gates in despair.

A bodyguard outside replied coldly, "I'm sorry, Mrs. Jordan. Please bear with this. We're under orders from Mr. Jordan."

This was all Henry's doing! Hate flashed in Whitney's eyes as she clenched hard on the stick in her hand. It never occurred to her that Henry could be so heartless!

That was when the three pit bulls lunged at them ferociously from behind. Whitney was about to swing her stick at them when Summer used every ounce of strength left in her to push Whitney away to safety.

The next second, the dog at the front jumped forward and bit hard on Summer's left arm with its sharp teeth.

"Argh!"

Summer's left arm was torn from her body, and blood started gushing from it. She fell hard with a loud slam to the ground, convulsing in great pain, with Whitney turning pale as she witnessed all of this happening.

"No! Summer!" She dashed toward Summer and hugged Summer tightly in her arms as her tears streamed down her face. "How can you be stupid enough to do something like this, Summer?!"

The dogs were tearing at Summer's broken arm, and Whitney grabbed the stick to run crazily at the dogs to snatch Summer's arm back from the dogs' mouths. Just as Whitney was about to break down in despair, the gates to the dog kennel opened, and she dragged Summer out of there. "Don't be afraid, Summer. We're going to the hospital right now. I won't let anything happen to you!"

Summer was in surgery for nine hours. Even though the doctors managed to save her life, her arm could not be reattached.

Whitney sat outside the hospital corridor without moving until the next morning, when her phone vibrated four times. The first message was from her divorce lawyer, who informed her that her divorce was now official. The second message was from that man: [I'll be waiting for you at the courthouse.]

Henry sent the third message: [Come home early tonight, Whitney. I have a surprise for you.]

The last message was from an unknown number: [Henry deleted the surveillance footage you sent to me without even looking at it, Mrs. Jordan. Do you know why? It's because he believes me, and not you!. Also, I'm so sorry to hear that your best friend lost her arm. What a pity!]

Whitney clenched her phone. She did not reply to any of the messages, but got up to leave the hospital.

Outside the courthouse, her divorce lawyer handed her the divorce papers, and Whitney headed inside with them to officially marry the man in a courthouse wedding.

Whitney remained stoic throughout the process. The man next to her smiled as he asked, "You don't look like you're willing to marry me. Are you regretting your decision?"

She looked up from under the sun to look at the man and said slowly, "Help me get revenge, Lucas. I want Henry Jordan and Lexie Fontaine to pay for what they did!"