All Chapters of Reborn for Revenge: Tearing You to Shreds: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

A sharp, blinding pain shot through my head, like a rope being pulled tight around my skull. I shouted, "What are you doing? Put her down right now!"The extreme tearing I had suffered during the difficult childbirth, which had required dozens of stitches, sent shooting pain through my lower body. I knew the wound had definitely reopened. However, there was no time to dwell on it. Ignoring the blinding pain, I staggered forward and lunged at Yasmin Holden. Victoria's cries filled the room, piercing and frantic, just as Yasmin let out a shrill scream. Suddenly, the door to my hospital room burst open. Tristan stormed in and crossed the distance in a few quick strides before kicking me aside.He pulled Yasmin into his arms and asked, "Yas, are you okay? Are you hurt? Bridget, I knew it! You agreed to the divorce too easily because you were obviously planning something! So, this is what you've been waiting to do!"I clutched Victoria tightly as Tristan's kick sent us flying several

Initially, our home hadn't featured a keypad lock. Five years ago, Tristan and I lived in a rundown apartment that cost just 300 dollars a month to save money for research. One night, after working late at the research lab, I returned home to find someone had forcibly broken into our apartment. Fortunately, Tristan had arrived in time to call the police, preventing a potential disaster.After that incident, he had absolutely refused to let me work late at the lab anymore.In our tiny one-bedroom apartment covered with mold stains, he had held me close and promised that someday he would provide me with a big house protected by the safest keypad lock. Yet now, as our circumstances had improved, the anti-theft lock we had chosen together was being used to keep me out.Just as I was about to leave, the door opened from the inside. A woman stood in the doorway with lingerie barely hanging on her shoulders, a sheer wrap doing little to hide the red marks on her skin. She mumbled, "Can

Tristan instinctively rushed to my side, attempting to help me up. He yelled, "Why didn't you dodge? Don't think I'll feel sorry for you just because you're injured and playing the victim!"He raised his sleeve to wipe the blood from my temple, but it continued to flow out like sand from a punctured bag. I raised my hand and forcefully pushed him away, then braced myself against the floor and struggled toward the door.Tristan was visibly panicked as he shouted after me, "Where do you think you're going? Why are you being so stubborn at a time like this? You need to get that wound treated at a hospital!"He spoke while moving to catch up to me, and just as he was about to grab me, the woman behind him pulled him back and whimpered, "Professor Barnes, my stomach really hurts..." Yasmin collapsed at Tristan's feet, clutching her belly. "Please take me to the hospital. I don't want anything to happen to our baby..."Tristan only hesitated for a few seconds before he carried Yasmin u

Justin was confused because Tristan had never asked to see Bridget's medical reports during the entire period she had been pregnant. Nonetheless, he knew it wasn't his place to question too much. Hence, without giving it further thought, he went to his computer to retrieve and print Bridget's medical records. Tristan flipped through the thick stack of reports, his frown deepening with each page. Beyond the numerous test results that fell below normal ranges, even her psychological evaluation scores were alarmingly low. Several assessments even indicated that the patient had shown self-harming tendencies. The information about Bridget's self-harming seemed impossible to Tristan.He had known Bridget for over a decade, not just a year or two. In his memory, she had always been so intelligent and strong-willed. So, how could someone like her possibly resort to self-harm?Tristan growled, "Why is Bridget's mental state so poor? How could her nutrition be this deficient? Aren't you a

Long after Justin left, Tristan remained fixated on his screen, completely ignoring Yasmin. Unable to tolerate being ignored, Yasmin climbed onto Tristan's lap, straddled his thighs, and tossed his phone aside."How can your phone be more interesting than me?" she asked, suggestively shifting her position on his lap.However, Tristan wasn't in the mood for her advances and simply moved Yasmin to the hospital bed, carefully tucking the blanket around her. "You should rest now. I need to take care of something."Yasmin immediately protested. "You're going to see that bitch again, aren't you? Tristan! I forbid you to go!"Looking at the pregnant woman with her swollen face contorted in anger, Tristan lost his patience for the first time. "Who are you to call Bridget a bitch? Who do you think you are?" He threatened, "You're carrying my child, so you'd better take proper care of yourself! If you dare do anything stupid, I have many ways to make your life miserable! Don't forget that