The Revenge of the Mute Wife by Melanie Paulson

Chapter

172

Their ears were ringing as they slowly opened their eyes, their eyelids heavy and their bodies in excruciating pain.

Pain dominated their senses, but Frederick forced himself to keep his eyes open.

Everything seemed to spin, but as he managed to focus, he saw that his wife had a head wound.

"Vanessa..." he began, trying to touch her face and wake her up.

Vanessa, feeling the contact, slowly opened her eyes. "Ah... Frederick?" She was so disoriented that it was hard for her to keep her eyes open.

"No... don't fall asleep, wake up and help me."

"What...?"

"I can't feel my legs."

At his words, Vanessa snapped awake. As she looked around, she saw the chaos left behind after crashing into the tree. She noticed she had only a few superficial injuries, but when she looked at Frederick, she saw a metal rod impaled in his right leg She gasped and tried to scream, but Frederick's stern look silenced her.

"Don't you dare. I'm not in the mood for your screams. so instead of wasting your energy, move and help

me."

Vanessa trembled slightly but nodded and tried to unbuckle her seatbelt to get out of the vehicle.

The door was jammed, but after several hard knocks, she managed to force it open.

As she tried to get out, her legs gave way, and she fell to her knees on the ground.

"Don't just lie there-do something and help me!" Frederick ordered as he struggled to remove the rod. stuck in his leg.

"I'm trying!" she complained, frowning as she gathered all her strength to stand up.

Once on her feet, she moved slowly, using the vehicle for support, and managed to open the driver's side door to assist her husband.

"Hurry up.... help me," he said, trying to use all his strength to pull the rod away from his leg.

"Wait, don't try to pull it out or you'll bleed out too quickly," she warned, holding the rod in place. "Then "

"We'll just detach it from the seat, and then I'll remove t. You might die if we don't," she explained, tightening her grip on the rod.

Frederick grimaced but followed her instructions, shifting the rod so it would come free from the seat, allowing him to get out of the vehicle. Once his leg was free, he unbuckled his seatbelt and, leaning on Vanessa, they managed to get out of the

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car.

"Damn it... they'll pay for this," Frederick panted as he saw that the patrol cars that had been chasing them had disappeared as if by magic.

Suddenly, they heard a loud screech, and the car burst into flames as gasoline spilled onto the ground from the impact

"Wait! The money!" Frederick shouted as they moved away from the vehicle.

"What?"

"Move, you idiot. Go get the money, we need it."

"I'm not risking my life for some worthless papers," she retorted, frowning.

"Go!" he yelled, grabbing her arms tightly. "Don't you understand? Go and save our future, or do you want to beg on the streets for the rest of your life?" he said, shoving her and causing her to fall to the ground. Vanessa grimaced, and despite the pain, she knew he was right. She got up quickly and ran back to the car to grab the two bags of money from the back seat.

"The door is stuck," she said, trying to open it.

"Get in through my seat and get them out, quickly!"

Vanessa panicked as she tried to get back inside the vehicle. She noticed the fire was spreading rapidly but focused on retrieving the heavy bags.

As she struggled, the flames reached her arm while she was pulling out the second bag, causing her to scream in pain as her skin began to melt.

Seeing this, Frederick desperately removed the rod from his leg and ran to help her retrieve the bags.

With the bags in hand, they tried to run away from the fire, but they couldn't escape in time. The car exploded, and the shockwave knocked them to the ground. The heat wa

was intense, and despite the new burns, they held onto the bags of money and supported each other to get up and move away.

"Help! Please, someone help us!" they began to hear desperate cries coming from inside the car as they moved away.

"What?" Vanessa stopped and looked back at the car, recognizing the voice,

"Stop wasting time and keep moving, or do you want the explosion to kill us?"

"But that voice..."

"It must be a trap set by Vox... It's a recording, and even if it's real, it's not our concern," Frederick said, pulling his wife along to continue their escape.

Meanwhile, the cries from the man inside the car grew louder.

Suddenly, there was another powerful explosion, and a new shockwave threw them to the ground, leaving them stunned. This time, several pieces of the car flew out, and one of them impaled Vanessa's left shoulder. The hot metal pierced her skin, making her scream.