Go After My Ex-wife
Chapter 1028 Be Spared of a Torturous Death

Tongue-tied, Santiago thought that he was going to die.

Deanna was still crying. A few curious onlookers were staring at them. As Zorion got out of the car, Scarlette followed suit.

Raeleigh was bewildered as she got an up-close look at Santiago. "Hurry up, get to the hospital," she urged.

As Raeleigh shouted, Zorion carried Deanna immediately. She clung to Santiago, refusing to let go. Eventually, she loosened her grip and Zorion was able to carry her.

Thereupon, Santiago lost his balance and fell. Immediately, Raeleigh clasped him in her arms and yelled, "Santiago, Santiago."

Deanna's face turned pale due to the hysterical crying. At that moment, she looked at Zorion anxiously and asked, "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

Scarlette glanced at her and rolled her eyes.

"Hadrian, help me out," Raeleigh shouted. Hadrian bent over to carry Santiago before walking towards the car. Raeleigh got into the car quickly. Agitated, she started the car immediately. In a matter of seconds, she sped off.

Zorion carried his sister into the car. He instructed the driver to trail after Raeleigh.

Deanna kept crying in the car. She clasped Zorion's hand and asked if Santiago would die.

"No worries, he's gonna be alright," Zorion said reassuringly as he held her hand and combed her hair. "He was cracking up a joke a moment ago, wasn't he?" His face darkened when he realized that her shirt had been torn.

"Have those guys been detained?" Zorion asked. "Yes, we managed to catch them," said the driver.

"Let them drink some salt water," Zorion said nonchalantly. If he was not on his way to see Santiago, then he would have made these people pay for it.

"Got it, Young Master," said the driver.

Xanthus could be seen walking out of the hospital when Santiago arrived. He was on his way back to his school. He did not expect to bump into Santiago when he came to the hospital to get some medicine. He tagged along to have a look at Santiago. He was both a surgeon and an orthopedic doctor, although he did not quite shine as a surgeon. He stayed in the hospital for a while. It was a bitter pill to swallow to find Santiago injured. Raeleigh wondered if she had brought bad luck to him as he had landed himself in trouble when they were out together.

Xanthus took a piece of tissue and gently wiped Raeleigh's forehead. Stunned, she took the tissue and thanked him.

"You're welcome," Xanthus said. "Fate seems to bring us back together. I've got a pretty good impression of you actually. Unfortunately, my parents are not around. Otherwise, I would have introduced you to them." Xanthus had been gentlemanly. Raeleigh had butterflies in her stomach as she looked at Xanthus. Now that she heard Xanthus's words, she was all the more moved by him.

"I'm sorry," Rarleigh said. "I'm not in a good state of mind. I hope my mood doesn't affect you." She remained silent thereafter. All she wished for was that Santiago would be safe.

Zorion and Deanna walked into the hospital. As soon as he saw Raeleigh, he led Deanna to a corner before walking towards Raeleigh. "Is Santiago alright?" he asked. "I'm not sure. He's still in the operating theater."

Raeleigh had certainly hoped that he would be safe and sound. Nonetheless, she was worried as her white blouse was drenched with blood stains.

Raeleigh informed Hadrian to call Jepherson. He would likely arrive at the hospital in a bit.

Zorion directed his gaze at the operating theater. As he walked a few steps, he saw Xanthus furrowing his brows.

Zorion did not say anything. Instead, he stood outside the operating theatre and waited patiently.

Half an hour later, Jepherson arrived at the operating theatre. He walked towards Raeleigh. As he sat down, he held Raeleigh in his arms.

Raeleigh laid her hand on Jepherson's torso. "What are we supposed to do now?" she asked.

Jepherson said with a smile, "It's gonna be alright."

Then, she kept silent.

Not long after that, the surgical lights in the operating theater were turned off. Immediately, Zorion walked over and pushed the door. "There's a surgical wound," the doctor explained. "We've taken the necessary steps to prevent scarring. As per your request, we've applied silicone adhesives to prevent the formation of scars. Post-surgery scarring can be avoided as long as the patient stays away from water for one week."

Raeleigh heaved a sigh of relief as she stood up.

Zorion lowered his head as he directed his gaze at Santiago. His face was exceedingly pale, likely caused by excessive blood loss.

"Thank goodness Santiago's around," Zorion said as he looked at Jepherson. "Otherwise, the incident would have taken a turn for the worse." At that moment, Jepherson looked at Deanna, who was still weeping pitifully. Jepherson did not think that she was responsible for Santiago's predicament.

He looked at Zorion and said, "The person at fault is the mastermind. I guess you know who's behind this mess. Anyway, there's nothing much we can do now. Just be careful."

"Right, I got you," Zorion said. He frowned as he glanced at Deanna. Even so, he would not let this pass.

The doctor wheeled Santiago to the ward. Raeleigh and Scarlette trailed after them.

"I got to make a move," Zorion said. "Deanna's traumatized. We'll be back later in the evening." Then, they left the hospital.

Jepherson made his way to the ward.

Everyone had been ignoring Xanthus. Nonetheless, he kept looking at Raeleigh. It was not until Raeleigh was out of sight that he decided to leave.

In the evening...

At an abandoned warehouse in the suburbs, Zorion could be seen sitting on a chair as he looked at the few men who were forced to drink endless bottles of salt water. "Shoot, who's behind this mess?" Zorion said as he snapped his fingers.

Those injured men felt a weird burning sensation in the body as they downed the salt water. Two men were urinating in their pants.

Zorion disregarded their suffering.

Zorion had always been mild-mannered. All the Atkinson family members could attest to that, including their staff members.

Be that as it may, he had a fiery temper. He would be rather ferocious whenever he flew into a rage.

Those men would need to pay for it for abducting Deanna. Zorion would not let this pass easily.

"We can't disclose his name," a teary-eyed man said. "Our family's life would be in jeopardy if we were to divulge anything." Zorion sneered. "You're a family man, huh? Why didn't you think of your family members while you were messing around?"

"I know you're trying to put food on the table. But can't you get a decent job?"

"I'm sure you have taken countless lives. This isn't your first offence, is it?"

Zorion's words sent shivers down their spines. They had a feeling that their deaths would be preceded by some excruciating tortures.

"Each one of you has a criminal record. And you've robbed women of their chastities. I'm sure you'll continue committing crimes if I were to set you free. I might as well send you to h*ll."

Zorion snorted and said, "One last time. Who's behind the abduction?"

Everyone kept mum. Suddenly, one of the men said, "I'll tell you. I'll tell you..."

Zorion looked at him and said with a smile, "Well then, shoot."

At the very least, he could be spared a torturous death.