Lost and Found: Return of My Mysterious Fiancee

Jennie picked up the phone and was surprised to see Amber’s name on the screen. Anger surged in her heart as she answered the call. Amber’s crying voice immediately came through, “Dad, please come save me! They’re going to send me to…”

“What now, trying to frame your dad again with the same old tricks?” Jennie interrupted her with a cold laugh.

On the other end, Amber seemed stunned, “Mom…”

“Don’t call me mom, I can’t bear it,” Jennie responded icily. “Your dad is still bedridden because of you, and now you’re playing games again?”

“No, mom, it’s real this time, I’ve run into…” Amber’s voice was urgent, panting as if she were running.

Unfortunately, Jennie no longer believed her. Even if she did, she wouldn’t intervene anymore. Jennie’s heart was thoroughly broken.

She cut off Amber harshly, “Amber, adopting you is the one thing your father and I regret in our lives! Since we’ve severed ties, please stop bothering us from now on!”

With that, Jennie hung up fiercely and, following Pinewood’s example, turned off the phone.

Turning off Hugo’s phone wasn’t enough; she switched off her own as well. Now, just thinking of Amber disgusted her.

In the East District.

Amber wasn’t lying to Elizabeth; she had indeed been trying to contact the mysterious man from that day. Unfortunately, once their scheme against Hugo was exposed, that man disappeared with all his associates.

Left with no choice, Amber tried to track down Sean’s lawyer to locate the man, believing that since he had hired a lawyer for Sean, he wouldn’t abandon him and must be in contact with the lawyer.

However, she lost track of Sean’s lawyer upon reaching the East District. It was already late, but thinking back to how those men had always hidden in the most chaotic slums of the East District, she decided to try her luck.

She had just entered the slum when three thuggish men noticed her. They followed her to a secluded, deserted grove where they finally confronted her.

“Hey, girl, what are you doing running around in such an unsafe place at night?” one of them asked with a sneer.

Startled, she heard another say, “What else can she be doing here but looking for some fun?”

The third man moved to grab her, “Since that’s the case, the three of us will keep you company tonight!”

“Get away, leave me alone!” Amber dodged his grasp and screamed.

“You ungrateful bitch, you’ll regret it when we get rough!” one of them threatened nastily.

Instinctively, Amber turned and ran into the nearby woods, pulling out her phone to call for help, “Help, three men are trying to rape me, send someone quickly!”

“Ma’am, please specify your exact location,” the dispatcher responded promptly.

“I’m near a forest in the East District slum!” As Amber ran, she looked back to see the men chasing her and screamed louder, “Hurry, they’re catching up!”Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

“There are several forests in the East District, which one are you in?” pressed the dispatcher.

“I’m near Southridge, I don’t know exactly!” Amber was unfamiliar with the East District, especially its numerous small woods, and near tears, she pleaded, “Please hurry.”

“Damn, she’s called the cops! Let’s finish this quick!” The man behind her snarled.

“It’s not worth killing her,” another sneered. “Let’s have our fun and then sell her. Didn’t David say he knows someone who buys kidneys? We’ll sell one of her kidneys first, then make her work.”

Hearing this, Amber’s heart sank. She ran faster into the dark, not knowing where she was going, tears streaming down her face.

Suddenly, she saw a few large houses surrounded by high walls that looked like a hospital. Without thinking, she rushed through a small door left ajar in the big iron gate, slammed it shut, and locked it.

“Damn!” The thugs couldn’t get through and kicked the gate furiously before walking away.

Amber thought they might try to climb the fence or gate but was surprised when they left so abruptly.

Stunned in the dark courtyard, she suddenly heard a sinister chuckle. Turning toward the sound, she saw a fat man in a hospital gown tilting his head and smiling at her, “Pretty, are you here to be my bride?”

Startled, Amber backed away as the man lunged at her. She ran into the nearest building, which indeed turned out to be a hospital. She hid under a bed in one of the rooms, which already had four men sleeping in it.

The fat man followed, chuckling “Pretty” as he lifted each bed’s covers. The men in the room, awakened by the disturbance, turned on the lightand started yelling, “Fatso, are you looking for trouble?”

Some began to yell incoherently.

Amber, trembling under the bed, dared not move. This private hospital seemed like no other; it was chaos without any staff intervention.

“Pretty girl, my little girl!” the fat man’s voice grew louder and more piercing. “I saw you come in here!”

Annoyed by the disturbance, one of the men suggested, “Have you checked under the beds?”

Amber’s heart raced as the next moment, the fat man’s drooling face appeared under the bed, reaching out to grab her. She screamed and scooted back, only to be grabbed by another man from the other side and dragged out.

She was thrown onto the floor, and under the harsh light, she saw the other four men in the room. One had a lopsided eye and slack mouth. Another had a sinister gaze. A third was muttering incomprehensibly. The only one who seemed somewhat normal held a wooden knife, grinning menacingly at her, “You look tasty.”

The fat man quickly intervened, “No, no, she’s my bride! You can’t eat her!”

The sinister-looking man added, “What a waste to eat her straight away. It’s better to have some fun before we feast.”

In the glare of the light, Amber could finally make out the words on their hospital gowns: “Southridge Psychiatric Facility.”