Rebirth After Being Betrayed by My Husband by Isabella Reed

Chapter 118

At the Hospital

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While Ethan and his driver were being treated in the ICU, a strikingly handsome man stood outside the operation theater. His sharp features were accentuated by an impeccably tailored black suit, radiating an aura of authority and menace.

Nearby, the man in black who had brought Ethan to the hospital stood silently in a corner, his head bowed as he awaited further instructions.

“How’s the driver?” the suited man asked, his voice calm but laced with an undercurrent of coldness.

“The driver is severely injured, Boss,” the man in black replied. “He’s being treated in another room.”

The suited man nodded thoughtfully. “Find out if he has any family. If he does, send them some money to keep them quiet.”

“Yes, Boss,” the man in black acknowledged with a slight bow.

“What about the CCTV footage?” the suited man continued, his tone sharper now.

“It’s all taken care of. The footage has been completely destroyed. No one will be able to retrieve it,” the man in black assured him.

“Good.” A satisfied smirk spread across the man’s face. He waved his hand dismissively, signaling the man in black to leave. With a respectful bow, the subordinate disappeared down the corridor.

The man’s gaze shifted back to the operation theater. A dark chuckle escaped his lips as he muttered under his breath, “Ethan, my dear ex–best friend… Do you like my little welcoming gift? This is just the beginning. The pain you feel now is nothing compared to what’s coming.”

His eyes gleamed with malice as he whispered, “I’m back, Collins Ethan. The families you hold dear–the Astor’s, the Collin’s, and the Baldwin’s–will all crumble. You destroyed my family, took my father from me, and left me with nothing. You betrayed me, shattered our friendship… and now, you’ll pay. Every single one of you will pay.”

Clenching his fists tightly, he turned to face the operation theater one last time, his jaw set in determination. Just then, a nurse approached him, holding a clipboard and

pen.

“Excuse me, sir,” she began, her tone polite but professional. “Are you related to the patient?”

The man’s icy demeanor returned in an instant. “No,” he replied curtly, his voice clipped. Without another glance at the theater, he turned on his heel and strode away.

down the sterile hospital corridor, his thoughts churned with plans for vengeance. Suddenly, he spotted Assistant Ben rushing past him, his face pale with worry. The man paused, a cold

he reached the elevator and pressed the button, the doors opened with a soft ding. Just as he was about to

had bumped into him. “Are you bli-” he started to snap, irritation flashing in his eyes.

down at the nercon in his arme

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something deep within him, a feeling he hadn’t experienced in years. For reasons he couldn’t explain, he

you alright, Miss?” he asked, his tone softening

voice trembling. She stepped back, bowing slightly in apology before hurrying

she was

that lingered long after she had

compelling him to follow her. But just as quickly, he stopped, realizing the

with the uncharacteristic pull he felt. His brows furrowed

to the man, Lily hurried toward the operation theater. Her heart pounded as she approached and saw Assistant Ben seated outside, his usually composed demeanor overshadowed

worry.

breathless from running. “How

“Miss Lily, I don’t know the full details yet,” he admitted, shaking his head. “When I arrived, I was informed by the hospital staff about Boss’s condition. He sustained a serious injury on the left side of his head and has a fractured left shoulder. He’s still in

hitched. “What about the driver?” she

in a separate room being treated,” Assistant Ben said, motioning toward another part of the

felt the strength drain from her legs. She sank into a chair, her face pale

softly, trying to console her. “Boss is strong. He’ll get through this. Everything will be okay.” But despite his reassurances, her

Assistant Ben pulled out his phone and began making calls. Within moments, he had informed Ivy, Parker, and James about

regain a semblance of control. “Assistant Ben,” she said, her voice shaking but firm, “please contact the driver’s family immediately. Make sure they know we’ll cover all medical

he

added, wiping her eyes, “ensure that no information about Ethan’s accident leaks to the media. Speak with the doctors and staff to guarantee confidentiality.”

a nod, already planning how

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