His Personal Fucktoy? This Doll Just Snatched His Strings... And His World Is Unraveling novel Chapter 3

I grabbed my scraped, bleeding arm, thinking he’d found out about the surgery.

“She asked me to-”

But before I could finish, Garrett hauled me up rough by the arm.

He drove like crazy, dragging me all the way to NYU Langone Hospital.

Melody sat on a hospital bed. The second she saw me, tears flooded her face as she pointed at me.

“Why would you do this? I trusted you, and you screwed me over on purpose.”

“You took him from me, and now you want him gone for good? So he’ll never touch me again?”

My throat closed up. I had no clue what was happening.

“The surgery was perfect. I swear I didn’t-”

“Liar! I’m bleeding everywhere down there. The doctor just checked me and said you butchered it. You destroyed me.”

Melody’s face was soaked with fresh tears.

“You did this on purpose. You wanted revenge so you could have him all to yourself!”

My head jerked up–first at her, then at Garrett.

“I didn’t. There were zero problems with the surgery. I’m not trying to get revenge.”

“I’m a doctor. I would never do that.”

But neither of them believed me.

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Melody sobbed harder, begging Garrett to make me pay.

“Garrett, look what she did to me. If you’re gonna take her side, then fine–I’ll disappear. You’ll never have to see me again.”

“So tell me right now. Who do you choose? Her or me?”

Melody stared at Garrett, waiting for his answer.

So did I, a tiny spark of hope flickering in my chest.

Maybe he’d believe me. At least I was his wife.

But the next second, Garrett pulled Melody into his arms and looked at me with cold, heavy eyes.

“I told you not to cross this line. Why the hell didn’t you listen?”

“You fucked up. Now you deal with it.”

Bodyguards grabbed me before I could move. I thrashed against them, but my voice came out broken.

“Garrett, what are you doing?”

“It wasn’t me! I swear I didn’t hurt her! Please, you have to believe-”

But all I got back was one look. Cold. Final.

“Do it.”

Chapter 3

My heart felt like it was gonna burst out of my throat. I watched in horror as the bodyguards snapped my wrist, then broke each of my fingers one by

one.

“AHHH!”

I screamed until my voice gave out. My whole body shook from the pain.

But worse than my body hurting was the pain in my chest.

“My hands… my hands…”

My hands were destroyed. And with them, my whole career.

I might never operate again. Might never be a doctor again.

Garrett, you’re cruel. You’re so damn cruel…

Tears streamed down my face out of control.

The pain was so bad, black spots danced across my vision.

Then I heard Garrett make a phone call.

“Sienna Vaughn. Medical malpractice. Lock her up for seventy–two hours.”

I froze, staring at him in horror. He was really doing this–pulling strings to throw me in jail.

“Garrett, you can’t! Please, I didn’t do anything! I can’t go in there!”

But no matter how hard I fought, I got dragged away.

And the next few days became hell on earth.

Everyone inside had been told what to do. Every day, I went through torture I couldn’t describe.

My broken fingers got crushed over and over. My shattered wrist got bent and twisted on purpose.

In just three days, my body was covered in wounds. There wasn’t a single spot of skin left unmarked.

When they finally let me out, I’d been tortured until I didn’t look human anymore.

Before I could even leave, they brought me in front of Melody.

She looked me up and down, taking in how wrecked I looked, and smiled.

“Seeing you like this? Yeah, now I know for sure–I’m the one he really loves.”

My heart felt like someone had stabbed it clean through with a needle.

Garrett really did love her. That’s why he’d gone so far to have me tortured.

I’d already accepted this, but my heart still hurt like hell.

“This is what you get for being a homewrecker, Sienna.”

Melody looked down at me with hate in her eyes.

I lifted my head to look at her. My voice came out rough and raw.

“I’m married to him. Legally. You’re the homewrecker here, not me.”

Melody’s face twisted, but she recovered fast, smiling like nothing happened.

Chapter 3

“Wait, you don’t actually know? That marriage certificate? Fake.”

“He divorced you a long time ago. I’m his wife now. My name’s on that license.”

“Oh, and FYT? He told me what you really were to him. Just a warm body. Someone to use when he got horny. That’s all you ever were to him.”