Chased by my Ex Husband novel Chapter 48

Grace

I push myself to my feet, ready to defend myself until the end. The woman on the right lunges for me.

I raise my arm in front of my face protectively. A gasp erupts from my mouth as the blade slashes across my wrist.

The other two surround me and grab my arms. I thrash, trying to free myself but they have more strength than me.

They pull my arms down, exposing my face to the one with the blade. I twist and turn, and watch as she shoots me a vicious look.

The glint of the blade appears terrifying in the darkness. My throat dries as I direct my gaze to her face.

She grabs my cheeks and squashes harshly. “ Now stay still, Bitch. You don’t want me to poke your eyes. ”

I grit my jaw and shake my head, refusing to stop fighting. She grabs me harder and brings the blade closer to my face.

Instinctively, I lift my leg and kick her in the stomach. She shrieks, stumbling a few steps back.

“ You slut! ” The one holding me from the left smacks my head so hard that my vision blackens for a second.

I wince, shaking my head once more. She hits the back of my head again before grabbing my hair and pulling my face back.

“ I was trying to be nice to you. ” The fallen woman rises again, her eyes narrowing with rage. “ Now I am going to poke your eyes out, cut your tongue, and feed them to the dogs on my way out. ”

I like to think that doesn’t scare me. But it does. The idea of enduring such pain in a dark cell where no one will come to rescue me, and maybe, I will die with injuries, or with infection…it terrifies me.

Slowly, I am forced to watch as she comes close with the blade again. This time, the woman behind me kicks the back of my knee and makes me drop. A harsh tug on my scalp makes sure that my face is bare and ready to be slashed.

Instinctively, I close my eyes and heave a shuddery breath. There is no escaping it now.

She grabs my cheeks again. Her fingers dig into my flesh so hard that the inside of my mouth squashes against my teeth. I can already taste the metallic blood on my tongue.

It will hurt a lot, right?

I hold my breath, waiting for her to cut me. A single second feels like an eternity, filled with only fear and agony.

“ Stop it. ”

The fear shatters, giving way to surprise.

The door to the cell clings open, before the women are ripped away from me.

“ Lock them in another cell. ” An unfamiliar voice commands.

Surprised, I blink my eyes open and meet a stoic face. He is wearing the guard’s uniform but for some reason, it doesn’t suit him or he simply doesn’t fit that image.

The burly man in front of me makes the other two guards drag the women out.

Maybe the group was not expecting an intervention and knows that any protests will land them in hot waters, that’s why they don’t say anything and follow the guards out silently.

“ Did they change their mind? ” I sigh, a little relieved that I didn’t have to go through the painful ordeal.