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    Harold froze, his eyes locking onto Linsey. A tremor ran through him, fear rising uncontrobly from deep within. “W-what are you doing here?”


    He instinctively tried to shrink back, the sharp pain from his injuries draining the color from his face.


    He had crossed paths with Linsey just once, yet the memory was unforgettable, haunting even his fleeting moments of sleep with vivid dreams of her. Not because of her striking appearance, but due to the sheer force of her devastating kick.


    Noticing the terror etched across his face, Linsey quirked a brow, her gaze fixed on Harold with a spark of curiosity as she settled into the chair by his bedside.


    “I just stopped by to see how you’re holding up,” Linsey said, letting her gaze drift down to Harold’s private parts. “I wanted to check if my kick did any permanent damage to your dick.”


    Linsey made no attempt to keep her voice down, so every word rang out in the quiet ward, catching the attention of nearby patients and families. A wave of sympathy swept through the room as every eyended on Harold.


    Embarrassment and fury shed across Harold’s face. “You—”


    “Let’s not waste time,” Linsey cut him off before he could finish. “Where’s Walter? Tell me where your brother is.”


    Harold’sposure returned almost instantly, and he gave a cruel, mocking chuckle. His confidence grew. “So, Shari sent you, huh? Figures that she’d rely on someone else.”


    Linsey kept her silence. She reached for the fruit knife on the table, sliding it free with slow precision.


    “What are you doing?!” The bravado vanished from Harold’s voice. His entire body trembled as terror settled back in. Nothing frightened him more than her presence.


    He clearly remembered someone yelling for the police right before he lost consciousness in the restaurant. Because of that, he had convinced himself Linsey was already in custody.


    Since Harold still wouldn’t cooperate, Linsey pressed her lips together and edged the knife closer to him, the tip hovering just above his skin.


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    “Somebody help! Call the police!” Panic shot through Harold’s words as he strained his neck, screaming for anyone nearby. “She’s lost her mind! Why are you just standing there?!”


    Linsey’s actions left the whole room frozen in shock, no one daring to intervene.


    The urgency in Harold’s voice finally jolted the room into action. A few people scrambled to dial emergency services, while others hesitated, torn between calling for help and staying out of it.


    Linsey didn’t seem bothered in the slightest. She spoke up, her words ringing out with surprising steadiness. “Before you get involved, maybe you should ask yourselves if you really want to protect someone who hurts his own family. This guy’s spent years abusing his wife, and he doesn’t spare his daughter, either.”


    “He doesn’t deserve your sympathy.” With a casual flick of her wrist, she lowered the knife, her tone shifting as she added, “Besides, it’s not like I’d actually do anything to him here. We’re in a hospital, aren’t we? I’m not some criminal on the run.”


    Relief started to creep across Harold’s face when Linsey suddenly thrust the knife back up, so fast that he froze in ce.


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