My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 269 In a hospital… Yara was lying in the hospital bed, her eyes squeezed shut, an oxygen mask pumping air into her.

Her face, swollen and distorted by bruises and lacerations, was nearly unrecognizable, and one of her arms was covered in plaster and bandages.

At her bedside, one might notice the faint quiver of her eyelashes or see her uninjured hand clutching the bedsheet with intense force.

She had been conscious for a while but was deliberately avoiding speaking to the police or anyone else.

Nate, in his cruelty, had not only assaulted her but had forced her to endure his men as well.

The past few days had unfolded like a relentless, nightmarish dream.

In this nightmare, those men had subjected her to every form of brutality and humiliation imaginable.

To survive, she had been forced to comply and placate them, enduring abuse and degradation before all.

They had beaten and tormented her without mercy.

Her life felt shattered.

She believed that not only Elijah, but no ordinary family would now accept a woman so scarred by violence.

Consumed by rage, her nails dug into her palms.

She blamed Elizabeth for her misfortune! How had Elizabeth managed to escape such a fate? Yara couldnt understand why she had to suffer in place of Elizabeth.

If only Elizabeth had been assaulted and lost at sea, Yara wouldnt be trapped in this tragic nightmare.

motivation was to exact punishment on Elizabeth, determined to

Yaras hospital room, police officers were questioning Oliver, whose expression revealed

usual elegance was

hastily tied back, and her face, devoid

My daughter has been

this?

the ringleader, is implicated in another abduction… His gaze shifted

Sophia, who had been crying, suddenly stopped and looked

has

looked away and responded more

Oliver, clearly shocked, turned to Sophia and demanded, What

is a victim

focus on anything else? Sophia muttered, turning away as if to

to continue, he noticed a

and Elijah were walking toward them, with Oliver trailing behind, exuding an air of authority that seemed to

noticed them as well

are you here? Are you here to mock Yara? Elizabeth approached with a

my time keeping track

Im only interested in those ahead of me, not

far! How can you

respect to

calling a murderer? Oliver raised his hand as if

swiftly, catching Olivers

you really want to