Broken-Winged Angel [18+]

BROKEN-WINGED ANGEL: CHAPTER 25

A deep and nasty wound was left behind by the letter opener knife that I slashed across my wrist. Fresh blood gushed forth from the gash, quickly dying my flimsy clothes red. However, I didn’t feel the slightest amount of pain. Perhaps this was because the wound in my heart hurt even more than anything else.

“Hehe…” I unexpectedly laughed as I watched the scarlet blood dribble out from my body.

“Dammit! What the hell are you doing?” Zhao Yi Xuan, who was the closest to me, was the first to regain his senses. He seized my forearm with panic, and quickly pulled off the tie that was hanging from his neck. Then he forcefully wrapped the area above my wrist, trying to compress the artery and lessen the amount of bleeding.

“Don’t get close to me…” Despite my open wound, I pushed with all my strength against him, and my blood dyed his shirt red as well. However, after losing so much blood, my resistance felt powerless and weak.

“Hold it! If you keep resisting, I won’t go easy on you,” he barked at me. “Bo, get the car.” He picked me up and rushed towards the door.

Zhao Yi Bo also rapidly recovered and grabbed the keys on the table before rushing out. The high-performance sports car quickly brought us to a large hospital under the banner of the Zhao clan corporation. Medical personnel who already received the notification were waiting for us at the entrance. As soon as we arrived, I was quickly pushed into the emergency room.

The excessive blood loss made me dizzy, and my consciousness became indistinct. The scenery before my eyes slowly became hazy. Yet despite the bloody fog, the complicated expression on the twins’ eyes left a deep impression on my mind.

When I awoke from being unconscious, the first thing I saw was a good-natured middle-aged woman sitting beside my bed watching over me.

“Miss, are you awake?!” Seeing me open my eyes, she stood up with pleasant surprise.

“Who are you?” I asked weakly.

She smiled as she explained, “I’m a servant for the Zhao family. You can call me Mama Yu. It was the young masters who had me come to take care of you.”

“I’ve never met you before.” Wasn’t there nobody else in the Zhao residence except for that old butler who passed away?

“I used to be a servant in the Zhao family. I’ve already retired though.” She laughed, and did so without the slightest amount of annoyance or displeasure towards me.

I felt that the Zhao brothers must have trusted her a lot, otherwise, with their paranoid personalities, they wouldn’t have allowed her to take care of me during this kind of time. Perhaps they were having her monitor me.

“Miss, you’ve been unconscious for more than a day. You must be hungry. Do you want to eat anything?” She asked with concern.

“I want to rest for a while.” I shook my head, and quietly shut my eyes.

When I opened my eyes again, the sky was already pitch black. Mama Yu was already gone, and Zhao Yi Xuan was sitting beside my bed.

“You’re awake? Does your injury hurt?” He approached me.

I didn’t want to respond to him. I kept my eyes fixated on the ceiling.

“Ah…” A jab of pain that suddenly came from the wound on my wrist caused me to cry out. He actually forcefully pressed down on my injury.

“It hurts a lot, doesn’t it?” He moved his hand away from my wound, looking at me with a gloomy and dangerous expression. “When you sliced yourself with the letter opener, how did you not think it would hurt?”