Chapter 43 Bring Caroline Here
In the hospital room, Quinton lay on the bed, covered in injuries. His face was wrapped in bandages, one arm in a cast, looking completely miserable.
When he saw Yasmin come in, his face showed no expression, but his eyes held a hint of menace.
Yasmin hurried to the bedside and grabbed Quinton's hand. Her eyes instantly reddened, her voice choked with tears.
"Quinton, how are you? Does it hurt? Who beat you up like this? I'm so worried about you."
As she spoke, she pretended to wipe away tears, but inside she was calculating how to keep Quinton treating her well.
Quinton looked at her fake display and a cold smile crossed his lips. Suddenly, he grabbed Yasmin's hair hard and yanked it to the side.
Yasmin screamed in pain, tears instantly falling, her tone aggrieved.
"Quinton, what are you doing? You're hurting me."
"What am I doing?"
Quinton's eyes were vicious, his tone ice-cold, as he slapped Yasmin hard across the face.
The sharp sound of the slap echoed through the hospital room.
Yasmin's head snapped to the side, her cheek instantly swelling red, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth.
"You tell me, who the hell is James?"
Quinton gripped Yasmin's hair tightly, his eyes full of hatred and rage.
"Didn't you say Caroline was someone nobody cared about or loved? Didn't you say James was just a broke nobody with no real power? Then why did his people beat me up like this?"
Yasmin was stunned by the hit, trembling all over in pain, tears streaming down uncontrollably, her heart full of grievance and fear.
"I, I don't know! I really don't know who James is! I thought he was just a failure abandoned by his family, I thought he had no power, I really didn't know he was this capable."
"You don't know?"
Quinton laughed coldly, gripping even harder. Yasmin howled in pain.
"You went after him without even knowing who James was? Are you trying to get me killed?"
"I didn't! I really didn't."
Yasmin shook her head frantically, tears and snot running together, looking pathetic.
"Quinton, I was wrong, I didn't know, please forgive me, I'll never do it again."
Quinton looked at her pathetic state, and the rage in his heart subsided a little, but his eyes remained menacing.
"Forgive you? Fine, but you need to do something for me. If you dare refuse, I'll kill you and completely destroy your family, leaving you with nothing."
Yasmin's heart jumped, and she quickly nodded.
"I agree! I'll agree to anything! I'll do whatever you want, just please don't hurt me, don't hurt my family."
She knew Quinton meant what he said. If she didn't agree, he really would go after her and the Khan family.
Quinton's lips curved into a sinister smile. He leaned close to Yasmin's ear and lowered his voice.
"I want you to find a way to bring Caroline to me."
Yasmin froze, confusion on her face.
"Bring Caroline here? What do you want her for?"
"What for?"
A flash of greed and cruelty crossed Quinton's eyes.
"That Caroline is pretty good-looking, and James protects her so much, she must be something special.
I want you to bring her here so I can torture her and get back at James! Plus, such a beautiful woman wouldn't be bad to keep around."
Yasmin immediately understood.
So Quinton had his eye on Caroline.
A surge of jealousy and hatred rose in her heart.
But she didn't dare show it. She could only pretend to stay calm and nodded.
"Okay, I understand. I'll find a way to bring Caroline here."
Quinton nodded with satisfaction and released his grip on her hair.
Yasmin staggered back a step, clutching her swollen cheek, gasping in pain.
She instinctively wanted to rub her arm, but when she raised her hand, she accidentally bumped Quinton's groin.
Quinton was already irritable from being beaten, and his groin was injured too.
When Yasmin bumped it, he grimaced in pain and instantly flew into a rage.
"You're asking for it."
He suddenly sat up, grabbed Yasmin's arm, and yanked her onto the bed.
Yasmin fell onto the bed, trembling all over in fear.
Quinton shouted toward the door.
"Get in here."
Two subordinates immediately rushed in and stood respectfully by the bed.
"Mr. Reed, what are your orders?"
"Take this bitch out and teach her a lesson. Let her know what she should and shouldn't say, what she should and shouldn't do."
Quinton's eyes were vicious, his tone ice-cold.
"Don't kill her. I still have use for her."
"Yes, Mr. Reed."
The two subordinates stepped forward, grabbed Yasmin, and dragged her out of the room.
Yasmin was terrified out of her mind, struggling desperately and shouting.
"Quinton, please forgive me! I was wrong, I'll never do it again! Please don't torture me."
But Quinton completely ignored her pleas, watching coldly as she was dragged out.
Yasmin was dragged into the hallway outside the hospital room.
The two subordinates showed no mercy, punching and kicking her, slapping her repeatedly. She howled in pain, covered in injuries.
After what felt like forever, the two subordinates finally stopped.
Yasmin collapsed on the floor, covered in injuries, her face black and blue, blood at the corner of her mouth, unable to even stand.
She looked toward the hospital room, her heart full of hatred and resentment.
She hated Quinton for torturing her like this, hated James for beating Quinton up and getting her caught in the crossfire, and hated Caroline even more for making Quinton obsessed with her.
If it weren't for Caroline, she wouldn't be in this mess. Quinton wouldn't have gotten hurt, and she could still be living her glamorous life.
She struggled to her feet, brushed the dust off her clothes, and straightened her disheveled appearance to hide the injuries.
She knew she had to do what Quinton demanded and bring Caroline to him.
Otherwise, Quinton would continue torturing her and might even hurt her family.
Yasmin took a deep breath, pulled out her phone, and called Caroline.
The call was quickly answered, and Caroline's gentle voice came through.
"Yasmin, what's wrong?"
Yasmin immediately put on an aggrieved tone, her eyes slightly reddening.
"Caroline, I'm sorry, I was wrong. I shouldn't have fought with you before. Please forgive me, okay?"
Caroline was taken aback, her tone somewhat confused.
"Yasmin, what's wrong? Why are you suddenly saying this?"
"I know I was terrible before. I shouldn't have said bad things about James. Please forgive me."
Yasmin spoke while pretending to wipe away tears.
"I really regret it. I don't want to lose you as a friend. You're my only friend."
Caroline was soft-hearted to begin with. Hearing Yasmin say this, most of her resentment instantly melted away.