Remarry My Ex-wife: Love Heals A Broken Heart

Chapter 120 Lyndsy's Revenge

"Bitch, you deserve this! After all, if you hadn't stolen Zac from me, he would have been my husband!" Lyndsy slowly walked up to Patricia, a smug smile on her face.

Patricia raised her eyes and glared at Lyndsy. There was still a trace of coldness on Patricia's pale face. Struggling to keep herself steady, she said resolutely, "Lyndsy, please go out. You are not welcome here!" Patricia then pointed in the direction of the door with her slender fingers.All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

Lyndsy sneered upon hearing Patricia's words. Walking straight to Patricia, Lyndsy looked at her coldly and said fiercely, "Bitch, you've finally gotten your comeuppance!"

The fact that Lyndsy had called her a bitch had already infuriated Patricia. But what angered her more was Lyndsy's slap to her face. Patricia was so livid that she wanted nothing more than to toss Lyndsy out of her room.

But she knew that being impulsive would not solve the problem. She reminded herself that she had to remain calm. Furthermore, her physical condition wouldn't have allowed her to exert much strength anyway. As nice as the idea was to throw Lyndsy out, any amount of force Patricia used could have placed her life in danger.

"Lyndsy, you're in the hospital. You can't act wildly here. Please get out this instant!" said Patricia in a domineering manner as she stared at Lyndsy sternly.

At the moment, Patricia could only display an overbearing attitude and hope that it was enough to make Lyndsy leave. After all, her health was in such poor condition that it took all she had to remain standing. Patricia didn't know how much longer she could hold on for.

At this very moment, she felt the wound on her back slowly gaping. The lancing pain she experienced made it almost impossible for her to straighten herself up.

Hearing Patricia's words, Lyndsy sneered and looked at her with mockery in her eyes. Then, she said coldly, "Bitch, do you think I am scared of you? Take a good look at yourself. Do you have the strength to fight me? A gentle push from me will have you either bumping into the railing or falling off the balcony. What do you think, Patricia?"

A ruthless smile flashed across Lyndsy's face. Her eyes were full of hatred, as if she wanted to push Patricia to her death.

Patricia became nervous when she saw the malicious gleam in Lyndsy's eyes. A touch of fear flashed across her beautiful eyes as she unconsciously took a step back.

Lyndsy looked so grave that Patricia realized she wasn't just making a joke. It was very probable that Lyndsy, if given a chance, would, in fact, push her over the balcony in a heartbeat.

"What's on your mind? Are you afraid?" Lyndsy sneered as she took in Patricia's expression. Casting a ferocious glance at her, Lyndsy raised her hands and pretended to push Patricia.

"If I push you like this, will you fall off? With a slight smile forming on her lips, Lyndsy gave Patricia a gentle push on purpose.

But instead of falling over the balcony, Patricia bumped into the railing. A scream escaped Patricia's lips when her back made contact with the railing.

The piercing pain made her feel as though her body was being torn apart. She almost fainted from the immense pain she was experiencing.

After bumping into the railing. Patricia slid down and sat on the ground. She struggled to raise her head to look at Lyndsy. Her vision was becoming a little blurry. There were beads of sweat on her forehead, and her face turned pale and colorless.

"Lyndsy..." Patricia called out weakly. Too exhausted, she found it difficult to continue speaking. Swallowing hard, she looked at Lyndsy with a pained expression.

"Bitch, you've finally gotten your just deserts. I've had my revenge. I remember clearly what you did at the birthday party!" Lyndsy stared resentfully at Patricia, wanting to torture her in the cruelest way. The thought of revenge had almost driven her mad.

'The party?' Thinking back, Patricia recalled how she had embarrassed the Sampson family at the party. But Zac denying that Lyndsy was his girlfriend had nothing to do with her.

Of course, Patricia had expected that Lyndsy would pin the blame on her and eventually project her resentment and anger onto her.

But she had not expected Lyndsy to strike so soon.

"How do you feel now? Is your back paining you so much that you're unable to stand up?" With a teasing smile, Lyndsy squatted down and pinched Patricia's chin with her fingers. Then she forcefully raised her chin, making Patricia look her in the eye.

After great difficulty, Patricia was able to lift her eyes. Seeing the look in Lyndsy's eyes, she couldn't refrain from biting down on her lips. She wanted to say something, but she was so weak that no words came out. At that moment, Patricia felt like her body had lost all its strength.

Seeing this, Lyndsy teased and pinched Patricia's chin harder, forcing her to look her in the eye. She said ferociously, "Does this hurt? Do you feel like your back is about to crack?"

Beads of perspiration dripped from Patricia's forehead to the corners of her eyes. This made it challenging for her to keep her eyes open. In order to look at Lyndsy, Patricia had no choice but to keep her eyes squinted. Her pale lips trembled in fear. Mustering her strength, she was about to say something when Lyndsy interrupted her.

"I didn't expect that you would be so lucky! How did you survive such a heavy blow yesterday?" Lyndsy sneered, glaring resentfully at Patricia. She wished for Patricia to disappear from this world immediately.

Patricia was startled by Lyndsy's words. She had assumed that the motorcyclist that had hit her had been instructed to do so by someone. She had even presumed that it might have been Yolanda and her daughter, who were intent on framing her. But Patricia hadn't expected that she had been right on the money.

"You..." Patricia glared at Lyndsy feebly. Filled with rage, she wanted to push Lyndsy away, but in her current weakened state, she could do nothing. She was consumed by the lancing pain in her back.

Seeing that Patricia's face had turned paler, Lyndsy couldn't help but smile smugly. In a teasing tone, she said, "Since the cyclist was useless, I shall have to punish you myself. I didn't expect I'd get the opportunity to kill you myself today. so I'm truly delighted by that fact!" Lyndsy then raised her hand, intent on slapping Patricia on the cheek once again.

"Patricia, you bitch. You should thank me! It's me who will help you put an end to your suffering. Besides, you have no right to continue living in this world as you've only been a nuisance to others!" Lyndsy said while slapping Patricia on the face.

Perhaps it was because Patricia was glaring at Lyndsy, or perhaps it was because of something else, but this time, Lyndsy slapped Patricia harder than usual. After receiving two heavy blows to her face, Patricia's cheek felt like it was about to crack.

The intensity of those slaps left Patricia's face burning. She felt like it was already beginning to swell up from the strikes. Furthermore, her mouth was full of the taste of her blood. And her teeth felt like they were about to be knocked out.

Seeing the sad condition Patricia was in, Lyndsy smiled complacently. Drawing even nearer to Patricia, Lyndsy looked at her viciously. Grabbing hold of Patricia's arms unexpectedly, she said, "if I were to help you up and then give you a hard

shove, what do you think will happen to you? Do you think I'm kidding about this, Patricia?"

Before she finished speaking. Lyndsy had already helped Patricia up off the ground. She then pretended that she was worried about Patricia, but the hatred in Lyndsy's eyes betrayed her innocent act.

Patricia's whole body was wracked with pain rendering her unable to speak. She stared angrily at Lyndsy, but she couldn't hide the trace of fear that appeared on her face. If Lyndsy really does what she said she'd do, then my spine will really be broken this time.

Even with an operation, there is no guarantee that I will recover from that fall.'

This thought scared Patricia senseless. At the back of her mind, she was waiting for the appearance of a familiar figure. After all, every other time she was in danger, Zac had come to her rescue. But this time...

So, even though she recalled Dora saying Zac was too busy to visit her today, she couldn't help but still glance in the direction of the door, hopeful that he would show up.

Thinking of Zac, Patricia couldn't help but feel a glow of joy. She had not expected to see Zac's image in her mind at such a critical moment.

'Am I still obsessed with Zac, or... thought Patricia.

She slowly closed her eyes, fearful of what would happen next. It didn't matter what she thought of Zac now. There was no saving her anymore.

At that very moment, a scream resounded through the room. Startled, Lyndsy turned around, and Patricia's eyes immediately flew open.