Take My Breath Away

This time, Erica was held down by three boys in front of the sink. She couldn't move an inch. She angrily warned, "If you dare lay a finger on me today, I will definitely make each of you— Mmmph..." The rest of her words dissolved into the cold running water.

Regardless of her warning, Lenora pushed Erica's head under the tap, just as she had done to her earlier. She removed the rubber band on Erica's long hair.

It was late September, and besides that, it was raining heavily. The temperature was dangerously below 12 degree Celsius.

The cold water pierced Erica's face and head, chilling her to the bone. She couldn't breathe normally anymore. She struggled for air.

The boys turned the tap to its maximum limit. Erica tried her best to break free, but she was fighting alone, against four people holding her down.

Hyatt, who was also struggling with all his strength, was being trampled under one of the boys' feet. He wanted to cry out loud for help, but two other men had covered his mouth. Only muffled sounds came out of his forcefully shut lips.

When she thought that Erica's head might freeze over, Lenora finally asked her companions to let go of her. She was afraid that she might end up killing Erica by accident. That was not her purpose.

But this did not stop her from bullying Erica even more. Lenora grabbed Erica's collar and threw the girl into the rain. Her lips had already turned purple at this point.

Lenora stared down at the girl on the ground. Her long black hair was dripping wet, and clung over her cheek and shoulder. Her small face was pale and her purple lips were trembling from the cold.

The boys saw the pitiful state she was in already and one of them whispered, "I think this is enough. Look at the state she's in..."

Lenora, who had earned the most money from this deal, refused, "No way! She didn't show any mercy when she pushed me under the tap! Why the hell would I stop now? I want to see her suffer." Still fuming in anger, she walked up to Erica and slapped her across the face.

Erica's head tilted to one side due to the force of the slap, and she closed her eyes in pain.

Lenora laughed. "I am going to beat the shit out of you today!"

When she raised her hand to hit the girl again, Erica quickly grabbed her wrist and used the momentum to get to her feet.

Slap! Erica hit Lenora square in the face. While the latter was still in shock, Eric

tender.

When she saw the affection in his eyes, tears streamed down her cheeks, mixed with the rain droplets.

For the first time, she felt so lucky to have married Matthew.

Owen held a black umbrella over their heads, and a dozen bodyguards in black stood in a neat line behind them.

Matthew held back his worry and looked at Lenora viciously. She recoiled in fear; it felt as if the man was Death itself. "Don't let any of them go! Especially her! She hurt Erica."

Matthew had no intentions of letting them get away with hurting his wife, no matter who they were!

"Yes, Mr. Huo!" the bodyguards answered in unison.

The rain stopped and it got darker. The city was ablaze with the night lights.

Matthew took Erica to the hospital. He was drenched, but he didn't bother to change them. He made sure that his wife received all kinds of examinations.

Half an hour later, Erica was admitted into the VIP ward. She lay on the bed in a daze, and the doctor started an intravenous drip for her. She fell asleep after the doctor gave her a final check up and left the room.

Matthew followed the doctor out of the ward and listened to his report.

"Mr. Huo, Mrs. Huo has a high fever right now. She has a slight bruise on her hand, but everything else is fine."

The gloom in Matthew's eyes didn't fade. He said lightly, "Thank you, doctor."

"You're welcome, Mr. Huo. Let Mrs. Huo get some good rest. After the infusion, you can take her home if her fever goes down by then."

"Alright."

After the doctor turned around and left, Matthew's phone vibrated in his pocket. It was Gifford.