Reborn and Revenge novel Chapter 2

The hospital.

Outside the door were men in black with guns, all looking cold and solemn, lowering the temperature in the whole corridor.

The ward -

The man sitting beside the sickbed was in a black suit. His figure was straight, and his features were as sharp as a knife.

At the moment, the man twisted thick eyebrow, closely staring at the girl on the sickbed.

The girl had a beautiful but pale face. Her delicate brows were wrinkled tightly, and there were fine beads of sweat on her forehead, as if she were trapped in a nightmare. Her closed eyelashes tremble lightly, and tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.

“Angel? Angel! Wake up, Angel!” The man beside the sickbed saw this and immediately grabbed the girl's hand.

Angel Duncan's eyes opened suddenly with alarm.

“Angel, I am back, sorry, sorry! It is my bad, I didn’t take good care of you!” The man's voice was full of remorse.

Angel struggled to sit up and glanced around. Her big eyes blinked, and tears trickled down.

Memory like tide to mind, as if she had been spent a century alone. Belle on the sickbed......

No, exactly, now she was Angel Duncan!

She was reborn in the body of Angel Duncan!

Looking at the handsome man next to sickbed side, Belle speculated he was Kyle Duncan, Angel’s brother sent abroad since childhood.

Only her brother in Duncan family loved Angel.

Belle was one of the closest people to this 18-year-old girl with an IQ of 7 or 8 years old in her last life.

To put it simply, Angel was originally a young girl with low intelligence.

Duncan family and Newman family were old friends, Angel was sticky to Belle, so she knew Angel more than Kyle.

God unexpectedly gave her a chance to live again. Belle clenched her hands and murmured in the heart, “Angel, I will use your body live well for you.”

“Angel?” A warm hand lay on Angel's forehead. Kyle looked at her anxiously.

“Are you ok?” His voice was soft, afraid of alarming his sister, who had just woken up.

Angel looked at her and shook her head slowly.

Kyle felt relieved after tension for several days.

“The case report-- I want to see Belle's case report --” Angel stared at Kyle. Her voice was hoarse, but every word was very clear.

She was familiar with the badge on the quilt. She stayed in this hospital for treatment.

She wanted to know exactly how this hospital recorded her illness.

She wanted proof that those men had killed her.

If it was too late, they would most likely destroy the evidence.

“Case report?” Kyle looked at her sister in shock.

Her face was like her mother’s with bright eyes, but there were something different.

His sister, who has the intelligence of a child of six or seven years old, was the most painful for him and his mother.