A Vengeful Ex-Wife novel Chapter 221

In the car, Maria struggled to speak. "Excuse me, miss. May I use your phone?"

"Sure. What's the number? I can dial it for you."

Maria relayed to Meagan a string of numbers and the call was quickly connected. Meagan propped the phone next to her ear. "James, I'm finally dying. Are you happy now?" If she was out of the picture, no one would pester him like she would.

James didn't bite the bait. Instead, he asked her where she was in a flat tone.

"All you need to know is I'm on my way to hell," Maria snapped. Without waiting for a response, she dropped the call.

Then, she called Lawrence's number, but someone else picked up the phone. She asked the receiver to inform him that she had left already.

A couple of minutes later, James tried to call back the number Maria used, but to his surprise, a young woman answered the phone. "Hello?"

"Where is she?"

Meagan looked out the window to check where they were. "We're nearing the No. 6 Hospital."

The man thanked her.

"You're welcome. It's just that she's in bad condition and will need surgery. Are you her boyfriend? Please hurry."

Those words surreally echoed in James' ears over and

over again.

When they made it to the hospital, Maria was placed on a stretcher and was wheeled to the operating room.

Meagan left after that. After all, there was nothing left for her to do.

In the dark of night, a Harkim was racing on the wide road, speedily making its way towards the No. 6 Hospital.

Just then, James' phone rang. He glanced at the screen and saw Lawrence's name blinking on it.

If it were someone else, he wouldn't have answered the phone. He pressed a button on his Bluetooth earpiece. "Hello? It's me."

"James, something happened to Maria," said Lawrence worriedly. When he had gone back to look for Maria, he found a trail of blood, with Maria herself nowhere to be found.

But they didn't hear any gunshots, so it was possible the perpetrators used silencers.

With his eyes fixed on the road, James kept silent for a while. Finally, he asked, "How did you know?"

"Did you already know?" Lawrence countered.

"Yeah."

"I met her on a mission tonight," Lawrence said after some thought.

James pressed his foot onto the pedal, speeding up the car. "I'll call you back later." Now he needed to focus on driving.

"Okay."

After Lawrence ended the call, one of his subordinates ran over and said, "Sir, someone called you. If I'm not mistaken, it was the woman we met just now."

Wasn't Maria's phone turned off? Lawrence took his phone from him and checked his call log. Sure enough, minutes earlier, he had received a call from an unfamiliar number. After confirming with his subordinate that this was the number Maria used to call him, he tapped on the strange number.

The call connected almost immediately. A young girl's voice came from the other end of the line, very clear and pleasant to the ears. "Hello, are you looking for the girl who got hurt?"

Meagan's tone was polite, but she felt a little confused. If the previous man who called her was that girl's boyfriend just now, who was this guy?

"Yes, I am. May I know who you are?"

"She was injured. I saved her before it was too late, I think. She is undergoing surgery right now at the No. 6 Hospital, but I've left already."

'Surgery?' Lawrence was shocked. "How was she hurt?"

"I checked and found that she had three gunshot wounds." For a moment, Meagan idly wondered if those two men behind the calls were good looking. Their voices were so pleasant to hear, so she was under the impression that they were pleasant to look at.

'Sure enough. Friends of beautiful girls are good-looking too.'

Lawrence fell silent for a moment. "I see. Thank you."

"You're welcome. Again, I'm sorry, but I've already left. You can go to the hospital to see her for yourself."

"Okay."