Revenge Wears My Ring novel Chapter 90

That woman’s nails were sharper than a set of knives.

His phone was still lit up, the screen glaring with a photo of him and Madeline tangled together by some resort pool—someone, some miserable bastard, had sent it straight to his wife.

He’d had Gwyneth’s damn sports car in his sights, trailing her all the way to Harmony Hospital. He was seconds away from cornering the woman who’d ruined everything for him.

But just as he parked, his own wildcat of a wife came tearing onto the scene, ambushing him in the hospital lot and dragging him into a scene straight out of a trashy tabloid—clawing, screaming, causing such a ruckus that a crowd gathered, and the security guards nearly called the cops.

It took everything he had to break free, stumbling into a filthy emergency stairwell, only to realize Gwyneth had already vanished.

Damn it, and now she wouldn’t answer her phone.

“Damn it! Bitch! You’re all a pack of bitches!” Winston spat, blood mixing with saliva as he glared at his reflection in the metal door, looking utterly wrecked.

There was only one person left he could count on now: Julian.

Julian was the only one ruthless enough to help him get rid of Gwyneth and take everything back.

Hands shaking with rage, Winston fumbled for Julian’s number, dialing three times before he finally managed to hit the right buttons.

The phone rang for ages before Julian picked up, his voice thick with impatience. “What now?”

Winston cut him off, his voice raw and frantic. “I found Gwyneth. That bitch—she came to the hospital, Harmony Hospital. I saw her go in myself. I was right behind her, but then my crazy wife showed up and ruined everything, and Gwyneth got away! But she has to still be inside. Julian, this is your chance! She’s alone—”

“Hospital?” Julian’s irritation faded a notch, his tone sharpening with a mix of annoyance and something harder to place. “Harmony Hospital? Which one?”

“Harmony! The private place out on the east side of town. She must be visiting someone—or maybe she’s sick herself…” Winston rambled, barely making sense.

“Harmony… Harmony…” Julian repeated the name, and then there was only an uneasy silence on the other end.

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