Billionaire’s Rebirth Wife

“Listen to me….” before I could intervene, the phone was called, and a familiar voice echoed –

“Trista?”

The kidnapper was overjoyed, but –

“Why do you keep calling? Isn’t the existing situation complicated enough?” On the phone, Emos became enraged and accused, “Ashley is still in the hospital. I’m not sure if she’s living or dead. Why? Why aren’t you the one in the emergency room? Why are my wife and son going through all of this for you? I genuinely want you to perish, Trista! Why did you not perish in the crash? Why! What a pro you are! If you die, my Ashley will not have to go through this….”

I was taken aback when I heard this. What I had heard had taken my breath away. What an ironic moment it was when the man I used to love urged me to die!

“Why do you keep calling me?” Emos screamed in agony “I don’t want to hear or see your voice or see you again! It makes no difference to me whether you are living or dead! Get out as far as the universe allows!”

The phone was abruptly disconnected.

The kidnappers exchanged glances.

“What’s the matter with your family, Miss Trista? You’ve been abducted. Are they unconcerned about you?” It was too much for the kidnapper.

I couldn’t say anything and just grinned cruelly. My family was primarily concerned with money. How could they possibly be interested in me? What about Emos…. He no longer loves me. It’s none of his business whether or not I’m alive.

“I just found out from your mother that you appear to be looting the inheritance. Is your family equally to blame for your head injury?” “Your family wants you to die young and leave more heritage,” the kidnapper guessed.

“In a way.” I’m not sure how to convey everything to them. I only grinned cruelly and nodded in agreement to their statements.

Surprisingly,

My phone began to ring.

The kidnappers instantly increased their vigilance. According to one man, “It’s her father, boss! His father has called once more!”

“What the hell happened?” “Have he considered it through?” the leader inquired, frowning.

When the kidnapper saw the words “Dad” on the screen, he answered the phone and raised his voice –

“Your mother said you were kidnapped, Trista?” Leonard’s voice came through the phone, a little agitated.

I wasn’t expecting my father to call. Fanny didn’t give up on me, did she? Why did you inform Dad of my safety? How could Fanny, with her character, beg her father to help me?

“It’s me, Dad. I had been kidnapped.” Speaking of which, I’m not sure why two tears spilled from my eyes. Maybe I’d had too much resentment lately. My last protection line eventually broke through after hearing my father’s voice for the first time in a long time, and my voice choked with weeping.

“Listen to me, Trista.” The person on the other end of the phone took a brief pause. “I helped you to your feet. I thought you’d marry a good man and have a happy life. But you had no choice but to get engaged in these shambles. You would not give up your right to inherit, no matter how hard I tried. If you weren’t so stubborn, I wouldn’t be so merciless as to refuse to save you….”

My heart plummeted as I heard this as if I had predicted what he would say next.

“It’s no surprise you don’t know how to repay me. You’re far too astute. You’re going to be a mess sooner or later. I heard the kidnappers planned to kill the hostages. Even if I’m hesitant, I can’t do anything about it right now. This outcome benefits both of us. Don’t hate me, Trista. I don’t have a choice except to end our relationship. That’s all! Don’t be my Leonard’s daughter in the next life!”

After then, he hung up the phone.

Hearing this, my eyes welled up with tears, and the coldness in my heart crept throughout my body. Sadly, I laughed.

What else can I say about such a family?

The kidnappers had no idea this would happen. They couldn’t think of anything to say to me.

Things appeared to be at a standstill.

When the weeping stopped, I attempted to speak with the abductor. “You don’t have to call Donald, brother. He’s not going to come and save me.”Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

“Why?” The kidnapper couldn’t believe what he was seeing. “Aren’t you his woman? Is he as cold-hearted as your family?”

“No, even if I tell you, you don’t trust me. I don’t have the same bond with him that you believe….”

“How is that even possible? I saw you enter his house with my own eyes and you didn’t leave for the rest of the night. He even took you to the shopping mall today!”

“That is due to….” I didn’t know how to explain it to him clearly, so I made up a narrative. “He wishes to acquire my group with my assistance…. He also isn’t as familiar with my domestic circumstances as you are. How can he waste his energy on me if he knows I’m a useless chess piece?”

“What? Is it true that you’re telling the truth?” The kidnapper was taken aback when he heard this!

“Really? You just heard it. My family is uninterested in my life, let alone Donald, an outsider. I’m not nearly as significant as you believe. Donald, how can you let you go because of me?” In light of this, I inquired, perplexed, “What did you do to annoy him? Why didn’t he just let you out?”

“We were set up!” The kidnapper yelled aggressively. He was enraged when it came to this subject. “Our leader assigned us to assassinate him, but for the first time, we failed. Our leader sought to separate himself from us because he was frightened of getting implicated. They kidnapped our family, tortured and murdered them, and even framed Donald. We didn’t give it much thought at the moment. We assumed Donald did it, so….”

In disbelief, I widened my eyes. “So, your leader assassinated your family?”

“Yes!” The kidnapper retorted angrily, “Donald did not pursue it and let us leave for the first time. However, we mistook believed that he had slain our family, therefore we took the second action of attacking him aboard the cruise ship. Later, he became so enraged that he blocked the entire sea and air. We can’t get out of City A any longer!”

“So you kidnapped me and threatened him with me?” I finally got it. “Speaking of which, you were also responsible for the cut on his chest at the time….”

I didn’t continue. A vast swath of stunning blood on the sea colored the entire sea scarlet the day Donald jumped out of the lifeboat with me in his arms.

He was so terribly damaged that he refused to fight back!

“It’s not our fault. That day, he did it himself!” The kidnapper elaborated.

“What?”

“Donald is skilled in martial arts. In general, it’s tough to damage him, let alone catch him. We knew we couldn’t compete with him, so we took numerous hostages to threaten him that day. He’s also a rough guy. He shot himself in the chest without hesitation. In this regard, we have a lot of respect for him. Even if he is injured, he can hold on for so long….”

I was speechless because I was stunned. I assumed he was a nasty guy who had done something wrong to be pursued. It appears that I was mistaken.