Chapter 88 They Actually Looked More Like a Couple
Sharon, who should've still been in a coma, grabbed the flask next to her and smashed it over Tom's head. The sharp shards cut his forehead, and blood gushed out instantly.
While Tom was distracted, Sharon pushed him away and staggered out.
But she had used all her strength in that blow. She felt weak and could barely walk straight. Before she could reach the door, Tom yanked her hair hard.
"Bitch, how dare you hit me!"
Tom grabbed Sharon with one hand and slapped her face with the other.
Blood flowed down his wound, making his face look eerie and terrifying.
Sharon wanted to fight back but had no strength left. She could only look at him with disdain, as if he were trash.
Her gaze infuriated Tom, and he slapped her a few more times until she was nearly unconscious.
"Let's see how long you can hold on!"
Tom threw Sharon to the ground and yanked her dress down.
Seeing Sharon's slender legs, Tom felt his mouth dry, and his hands began to roam.
Sharon wanted to resist, but the strength difference was too great, and she was still under the influence of the drugs. She couldn't even push Tom away.
"Tom, if you dare touch me, you'll die a horrible death!"
Tom sneered. "Don't scared me. If I dared to come, I'm confident I can rape you and walk away unharmed."
As he spoke, his hand moved up from Sharon's calf.
"Wearing lace panties, huh? You must be really eager for me to have sex with you!"
A wave of nausea surged in Sharon's stomach, and she couldn't help but retch.
She unconsciously gripped the glass shard in her hand tighter, ignoring the pain in her palm.
When Tom let his guard down, Sharon wouldn't hesitate to slash his throat with the shard.
If she couldn't succeed, then the shard would cut her own throat.
Even in death, she wouldn't let Tom win!
Tom's eyes were cold. Even if Sharon despised him, she would still have to be raped by him.
He grabbed her panties and was about to pull them down when the equipment room door was suddenly kicked open.
Tom's face changed. He looked up but couldn't see who it was before being kicked away.
Tom flew out and landed hard on the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Seeing Sharon's swollen face, disheveled hair, and only her underwear left on her body, Seb's gaze turned icy cold.
He took off his coat and covered Sharon, then stood up and slowly walked toward Tom.
Tom's face was pale, without a trace of color, and his eyes were filled with fear and terror as he looked at Seb.
Seeing it was Seb, Tom knew he was done for.
Seb reached Tom, grabbed his collar, and lifted him up, looking terrifying like a grim reaper from hell.
Tom trembled all over and couldn't help but beg for mercy, "Mr. Smith, I know I was wrong. I'm brazen, please spare me."
With a scream, one of Tom's arms was dislocated.
"You must have touched her with both hands. In that case, you don't need the other one either."
"Mr. Smith, I didn't..."
Before Tom could finish, Seb dislocated his other arm.
Tom's face turned pale with pain, and cold sweat covered his forehead. He couldn't even beg for mercy anymore.
Seb tossed Tom aside like garbage and walked over to Sharon. Seeing her left hand bleeding, Seb's face changed. He squatted down and grabbed her wrist.
"Let go!"
Facing Seb's angry eyes, Sharon finally felt a sense of survival, and her eyes couldn't help but redden.
Her hand slowly loosened, revealing her bloody palm and the glass shard embedded in it.
Seb's face turned extremely grim as he picked her up and walked out.
Sharon grabbed his shirt collar and spoke softly, "Mr. Smith, just have someone bring me a set of clothes."
If Seb carried her out of the company, rumors would spread like wildfire by tomorrow.
Seb looked down at Sharon, her small face pale and pitiful, his eyes darkened.
"Your hand is bleeding and it needs to be taken care of right now."
Sharon shook her head stubbornly. "There's a first aid kit in the lab. I'll treat it later. I can go to the hospital myself."
Knowing Sharon didn't want to be associated with him, Seb's face turned unpleasant.
"Do you need me to call Alex?"
Sharon's grip on his collar tightened, then she shook her head. "No, just call the police."
"Okay."
Seb put Sharon down and called Paul to bring a set of women's clothes.
Soon, Paul walked into the lab with the clothes, his expression changing when he saw Sharon disheveled and draped in Seb's coat.
Seeing Paul's expression, Seb knew what he was thinking and said expressionlessly, "Give her the clothes and notify security to take the guy in the equipment room to the police station."
Paul hesitated, then handed the clothes to Sharon.
"Thank you."
Sharon took the clothes and headed to the restroom.
Though the drug's effects hadn't worn off, she had rested enough to have the strength to change clothes.
Paul walked into the equipment room and saw Tom lying on the ground, finally understanding what had happened.
Minutes later, security arrived and took Tom to the police station.
"Mr. Smith, what should we do about Tom?"
Seb's eyes flashed coldly. "I don't want to see him out again. Also, delete today's surveillance footage from the lab building."
"Yes, sir!"
Sharon changed her clothes and washed her face at the sink. Seeing her swollen face in the mirror, her eyes darkened.
When she returned to the lab, Seb and Paul were gone, and Tom had been taken away. Even the equipment room was back to normal.
If it weren't for the burning pain on her face, Sharon would have thought it was all a hallucination.
She treated her hand wound simply and sent a message to HR asking for leave to go to the hospital.
Because the wound was deep, she needed to get a tetanus shot.
Holding the prescription, Sharon walked into the payment hall and immediately saw Alex and Ava walking out.
Alex held some papers, his brows slightly furrowed, speaking softly to Ava.
Ava smiled patiently, explaining something to him.
It looked like Alex was accompanying Ava for a prenatal checkup.
Sharon couldn't help but smile. Seeing them like this, Alex and Ava looked more like a couple.
She didn't approach them and walked in another direction.
However, Alex seemed to sense something and looked in Sharon's direction.
Recognizing Sharon's back, Alex's brows furrowed tighter. He was about to walk toward her but Ava grabbed his hand.
"Alex, let's get the checkup done quickly. You have a meeting later, don't you?"
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