Semua Bab Vengeance Reborn: Making her Scumbag CEO Husband Pay with His Life: Bab 81 - Bab 90

"What happened? Your eyes just healed, and now your foot and hand are injured?" Renee looked at him suspiciously. "How do you know my eyes are better?"The doctor paused, silently examining her ankle. Her throat tightened as Renee slowly said, "Mr. Grey told you." His lack of response confirmed her suspicion.Renee gripped the bed sheet tightly, allowing him to tend to her injuries. She felt like a bird with broken wings, trapped under Carl's control. He did whatever he wanted, then discarded her.A sudden pain in her ankle brought Renee back to the miseries of her past life. The all-encompassing pain, the helpless agony of losing her daughter – she was always in pain, even now. Why did it hurt so much, even without love? Why was it so difficult to break free from this man who toyed with her?The doctor glanced at her, trying to offer comfort. "If it hurts, you don't have to hold it in. It's okay to cry out."Renee remained silent, gritting her teeth through the pain, beads of swe

Wendy bit her lip, trembling as she removed Carl's jacket and then struggled to stand up.Annie glanced at her and sneered, saying, "That unattractive figure? No one wants to see it. Get out."Pale-faced and clutching her chest, Wendy left the emergency room. All eyes turned toward her.Instead of fleeing, she hunched over, sobbing as if she were about to collapse.A kind-hearted nurse caught her and asked, "What's wrong?"Wendy curled up and replied, "I... I fell in the water. How can I leave like this?"The nurse quickly embraced her, saying, "I'll get you a jacket. Don't cry." Wendy wept profusely, repeatedly thanking the nurse.The nurse felt embarrassed seeing Wendy in such a pitiful state.Wendy always knew her greatest asset was her ability to appear miserable, and she knew how to use it to her advantage. A few minutes later, wearing someone else's jacket, Wendy calmly walked out of the emergency building.She turned to look at the entrance, touching her sore face.Renee, Annie,

As Renee attempted to speak, Carl swiftly covered her mouth, bringing his face close to hers.In the moonlight, his handsome features appeared sharp, and his eyes were captivating and dangerously mesmerizing.Despite Renee's efforts to pry his hand away, he remained unfazed.In response, she glared at him and bit down on his fingers.However, Carl simply furrowed his brow and refused to release her.Just then, footsteps could be heard echoing from the hallway outside."Who's there?""Could it be that thief from the Master Patrick household stealing food? She just called asking for a snack. It's the middle of the night – doesn't she know her place? As if she deserves anything."Stealing?This had always been Renee's position in the Grey household.She wasn't entitled to anything; even taking a morsel was considered theft.As she lowered her gaze, avoiding his eyes, Renee felt utterly humiliated.Suddenly, the approaching staff snapped her back to reality, and she signaled to

"Ms. Lacey, it's bad news. The private room is empty. The waiter said they left over two hours ago.""Who arranged this dinner?" Renee asked urgently."It was... Mrs. Simmons, Ms. Simmons' mother. She said she wanted to introduce a big client and apologize to you.""Apologize to me? Without inviting me? What kind of apology is that?" Renee stood up, ignoring her foot pain. "Go to the manager right now. Tell them to save the security footage. Do you know any other drivers in the Grey household who are on good terms with you?""Yes.""Please ask one of them to drive me there.""No problem, Ms. Lacey."Hanging up, Renee threw on a coat and limped quickly to the mansion's entrance.The driver was already waiting.As soon as she got in, they sped towards the restaurant.Jackson, who was about to leave the Grey estate, saw Renee getting into the car and quickly dialed Carl's number.Carl was changing clothes, his shirt unbuttoned as he answered the phone."What is it?""Ms. Lace

It was Jackson.He lowered his leg and stepped aside.A man in all black approached, seemingly restraining something under the harsh fluorescent light, exuding danger.He glanced at Renee on the ground, then pulled her up.Renee winced in pain; her palms had been scraped raw from the fall.The man's eyes swept over her wounds, his deep voice resonating, "Don't move.""But my mom and Uncle Patrick..."Renee tried to pull away to rescue them from the garbage room.Carl signaled to David and Jackson, who rushed in.He forcefully pulled Renee behind him and said, "How can you save anyone like this? Wait here."Then, turning his signet ring, he approached the manager. His deep eyes gleamed with menace.Seeing who had arrived, the manager didn't dare make a sound despite his pain. "M-Mr. Grey."Carl looked down at the manager's sycophantic behavior and placed his polished Oxford shoe on the manager's twisted ankle."Ah!" The manager couldn't hold back his scream."Lies come wit