Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper by Josie Johnson novel Chapter 389

Chapter 389.1 Almost Too Late to Save Me! (1) 

The mother looked up and saw Imogen still untying the rope. Her eyes were filled with anger for a moment, and she stared at her viciously, “You shameless bitch, you still want to run away? Let me beat you to death!” 

She picked up the broom at the door and swung it towards Imogen with all her strength. 

The mother had been working in the fields all year round, and she was stronger than some men. The blow from this stick would be very serious, and Imogen did not dare to confront her head–on, so she could only think of ways to avoid it. 

But the ropes around her feet were not untied, and she couldn’t hide anywhere. She was hit with several sticks, and the force made her feel like the skin and flesh were torn open. 

At this time, the father ran in from outside, saw Frank in the place, and said loudly, “What are you doing? Why don’t you go to the clinic and call the doctor?” 

There was no clinic in the village, but there was a personal clinic in the next village, but it was connected to the system and could be reimbursed by medical insurance. It only treated minor illnesses such as colds and fevers, which was quite far away from here. 

The mother reacted and threw down the stick, “What about her? We can’t let the doctor see her.” The doctor also graduated from college before and opened a clinic after he came back. She was afraid that Imogen would ask the doctor for help. 

The father rolled his eyes and said, “First put her in the sheepfold at the back and gag her.” Frank didn’t want to go out to work and stayed at home all day. His parents found a plan that they got two sheep for him to herd. Unexpectedly, Frank was not happy about this idea. “Nice!” 

The two of them stepped forward together, easily holding down Imogen, helping her hands and feet again, stuffing her mouth with a cloth, and carrying her to the sheep pen. 

The Frank family’s sheep pen was at the back of the house, and behind it was a forest, and then a wheat field. No one would pass by. 

There were two goats tied in the sheepfold. 

As soon as they got close to the sheep pen, Imogen smelled a strong fishy smell. When she got closer, she saw that the ground was covered with sheep feces and eggs. 

The Father threw Imogen into a corner of the sheepfold and tied her with two thick hemp ropes, one for her ankles and one for her neck. 

After making sure Imogen couldn’t get away, Frank’s father hurried back to the yard and looked after Frank. 

The doctor from the village next door graduated from a medical university a few years ago and had opened this clinic for ten years. His wife graduated as a nurse and ran the clinic with him. 

When Frank’s mother arrived, there were several patients in the health room undergoing infusions. 

As soon as Frank’s mother said that her son had knocked his head and was lying at home, the doctor asked his wife to take care of the clinic and followed the mother there. 

When they arrived at Frank’s house, the doctor felt something was wrong when he saw that Frank’s injury was on the back of his head. He opened Frank’s eyes with one hand, looked at his 

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Chapter 389.1 Almost Too Late to Save Me! (1) 

pupils with a flashlight, and asked, “How long has he been unconscious?” 

“Uh… less than an hour.” The mother hesitated, “We don’t know the specific time. He came back to the house late after breakfast, and then after an hour I came to call him when I had something to do, and I found him like this.” 

The doctor glanced at them and continued to examine Frank. He accidentally saw a deep tooth. mark on his finger. At that angle, it didn’t look like he had bitten it himself. 

The doctor glanced casually and saw the hemp rope in the corner of the bed. 

“I suspect he has injured his brain. I can’t cure it here. You’d better go to a big hospital in the city.” The doctor said, “It’s best to go now. The injury on his head can’t be delayed.” 

“Ah, so…” Frank’s parents looked at each other, hesitantly, “Is it that serious?” 

Go to a big hospital? How much would that cost? 

They had just spent tens of thousands, so they didn’t have many savings left. 

“He’s been unconscious for an hour. Isn’t it serious?”