NovelEnglishChapter 197 Let Her Feel The Pain
Upon hearing the doctor’s words, Patrick held his breath. “Can it be cured?”
“No, this kind of damage is irreversible.” The doctor shook his head and gave him a cruel answer. “She
might never be able to hear with her left ear again.”
The damage was permanent.
It was evident how hard Marilyn smacked Genevieve in the face.
After leaving the private hospital, Patrick brought Genevieve to a restaurant for lunch before returning
to the hotel where they had stayed the night before.
Next, he took the fake identification card and said to Genevieve before heading out, “I’m going out to
buy ship tickets and take care of some matters. I may not get back until after midnight. You must
remain in the room, Genev. Just switch the TV on if you want to watch something. If you require
anything, contact the hotel front desk. This place is safe.”
In addition to being very good at hiding his whereabouts, Patrick was also skilled at setting traps. If he
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtwas determined to remain undetected by the Ministry of National Security, no one could find him.
That’s why he was so bold as to leave Genevieve by herself in the hotel.
The woman merely nodded without prodding further.
After Patrick walked away, she slouched on the chair, her eyes filled with emptiness. Nobody knew
what was going through her head.
Since she had no appetite, she remained in the same position until the evening without feeling hungry.
Later, when the room was too quiet and it was completely dark outside, she turned on the TV to add
some background noise.
While she was changing the TV channels, she stumbled upon a live broadcast of a charity dinner. A
scream suddenly came from behind as the attractive hostess was speaking.
“M-Mr. Wood was killed!”
“Mr. Wood is shot in the forehead. What’s going on? Is there a sniper outside?
“Hurry up! Everyone get away from the window!”
Complete mayhem broke out as every guest scurried to flee. Amid the commotion, Genevieve faintly
heard someone saying, “Mr. Wood is dead.”
She did not care because she did not know who Mr. Wood was.
A short while later, the camera that had been black-screened came back to life. The hostess, who had
been holding the microphone, turned to the camera with a solemn expression on her face and said in a
somber voice, “Five minutes ago, Mr. George Wood of Wood Group was assassinated. The sniper
must have scouted the area beforehand in order to ambush Mr. George Wood and kill him successfully
with a single shot. Mr. George Wood is a modest individual who does not have any unfavorable
business relationships. A year ago, his daughter, Marilyn Wood, wed Samuel Faulkner, the third son of
the Faulkner family, making the Wood family and the Faulkner family in-laws. The police are on the
way, but until they conduct their investigation, we won’t know the full circumstances—”
Hearing those words, Genevieve gradually regained her senses and sat up straight in the chair. Her
eyes widened in shock as she fixated her gaze on the TV screen.
Marilyn’s father was… assassinated?
Just then, she thought back to what Patrick had said before he left in the afternoon and assumed that
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmhe must be connected to the incident.
She continued to watch the news while curled up in the chair. As she was drifting off to sleep, she
faintly heard a knock on the door.
In an instant, she jolted awake, rushed to the door, and peered through the peephole to see Patrick
standing outside.
Subsequently, she opened the door to let him in.
Patrick was still wearing the same clothes that he had on before leaving the hotel. Nothing out of the
ordinary was visible on his face other than a slight hint of fatigue in his eyes.
As soon as he walked in, he noticed that the trash can and table were both spotless. He could not help
but frown and turn to face Genevieve. “You haven’t eaten since the afternoon?”
Instead of answering, Genevieve handed over her phone. On the screen was a message that read:
Marilyn’s father is dead.
“Yes. I killed him.” The man’s tone was flat, and a cold glint flashed across his eyes. “Back when we
were in Springwyn, I called Marilyn to warn her that if she ever dared to lay her hands on you again, I
wouldn’t let her off the hook easily. Since she’s to blame for the deafness in your left ear, I’ll make her
feel the pain of losing her loved one.”
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