From Mob Princess to Mugshot Photographer novel Chapter 126

**Chapter 3**

I clutched my arm, which throbbed and bled, the pain a stark reminder of the chaos that had unfolded. A nagging thought gnawed at me—had he discovered the truth about the surgery?

“She asked me to—”

Before I could articulate my defense, Garrett yanked me up by my arm with a force that left me breathless.

He drove like a man possessed, weaving through traffic as if every second mattered, dragging me all the way to NYU Langone Hospital. The urgency in his movements sent a chill down my spine.

Inside the sterile hospital room, Melody sat on a bed, her expression shifting from shock to fury the moment she laid eyes on me. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she pointed an accusatory finger in my direction.

“Why would you do this? I trusted you, and you intentionally ruined everything!”

The accusation pierced through me like a knife.

“You took him from me, and now you want him out of my life for good? So he’ll never touch me again?”

My heart raced, and my throat constricted with confusion. What was happening?

“The surgery went flawlessly, I swear I didn’t—”

“Liar! I’m bleeding everywhere! The doctor just examined me and said you butchered it. You’ve destroyed me!”

Melody’s face was a canvas of despair, her fresh tears a testament to her anguish.

“You did this on purpose. You wanted revenge so you could claim him all for yourself!”

My head snapped up, first to meet her furious gaze, then to Garrett, searching for a glimmer of understanding.

“I didn’t! There were no complications during the surgery. I’m not seeking revenge!”

“I’m a doctor! I would never do something so heinous!”

But the disbelief in their eyes was palpable.

Melody’s sobs grew louder, her pleas directed at Garrett, begging him to make me pay for the perceived betrayal.

“Garrett, look what she did to me! If you’re going to take her side, then fine—I’ll vanish. You’ll never have to see me again.”

The tension in the room thickened as Garrett turned to me, his expression a mask of cold indifference.

“So tell me right now. Who do you choose? Her or me?”

Melody’s eyes were fixed on Garrett, her anticipation hanging in the air like a fragile thread.

I held my breath, a flicker of hope igniting within me. Maybe, just maybe, he would believe my innocence. After all, I was his wife.

But in an instant, Garrett pulled Melody into his embrace, his gaze locking onto mine with a chilling finality.

“I warned you not to cross this line. Why didn’t you listen?”

“You messed up. Now you face the consequences.”

Before I could react, bodyguards seized me, their grip unyielding. I struggled against them, my voice a broken whisper.

“Garrett, what are you doing?”

“It wasn’t me! I swear I didn’t hurt her! Please, you have to believe—”

But my words fell on deaf ears.

All I received in response was a single, chilling look. Cold. Irrevocable.

My broken fingers were crushed repeatedly, my shattered wrist twisted and bent with malicious intent.

By the time they finally released me, my body bore the scars of torment; not a single inch of skin remained unmarked.

As I stumbled out, they brought me face to face with Melody.

She surveyed me, her gaze a mix of satisfaction and triumph, and smiled cruelly.

“Seeing you like this? Yeah, now I know for sure—I’m the one he really loves.”

My heart felt as if it had been pierced by a thousand needles.

Garrett truly loved her. That was why he had gone to such lengths to see me suffer.

I had come to terms with this reality, yet the pain in my chest was relentless.

“This is what you get for being a homewrecker, Sienna.”

Melody’s voice dripped with venom as she looked down at me, her eyes filled with disdain.

I forced myself to meet her gaze, my voice hoarse and raw.

“I’m married to him. Legally. You’re the homewrecker here, not me.”

Her face contorted in anger, but she quickly masked it with a feigned smile.

“Wait, you don’t actually know? That marriage certificate? It’s a fake.”

“He divorced you a long time ago. I’m his wife now. My name is on that license.”

“Oh, and just so you know? He told me what you really were to him. Just a warm body. Someone to use when he got horny. That’s all you ever were to him.”