All Chapters of He Left Her Broken, She Returned a Weapon: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Chapter 101The room was a little dark with the air filled with disinfectant and antiseptics. On the bed was Arlan, sleeping and snoring lightly. The door suddenly opened, and Violet walked in, carrying a tray with her. "Dad? Wake up, I brought you your evening pills. You have to stop being so stubborn and take the goddamn medicine." Violet spoke as she walked in.Arlan shuffled slightly on the bed, and turned to look at his daughter with a warm smile on his wrinkled face. He has finally lost touch of his youthfulness, but Arlan was still as charming as he had always been."I don't need pills anymore, darling. All I need is a good rest always before I finally die." Violet rolled her eyes as she walked towards the windows, and lifted the blinds. "Dad, you've been talking about dying since eleven years now. You're incredibly strong, and you're going noegete for now. You're going to be a hundred and twenty years before you finally pass. Trust me." Arlan chuckled in deep breath as he g

Chapter 103Jayson sat awake on his bed, his head bowed over his cellphone. He smiled as he swiped through the pictures he was looking at, grinning from ear to ear. Suddenly, he paused for a while, and then switched off to his contact lists, and m dialled a number. Few minutes later, the other end was connected. "Daisy? Are you awake?" Jayson asked with a smile still on his face. "I am widely awake. If not, I wouldn't have picked your call." Daisy drawled from the other line. Jayson paused, his movements heavy with exhaustion as he gently lowered himself onto the mattress, the springs groaning softly under his weight. He held the phone to his ear, his voice barely a murmur. "Daisy, I want us to stop this. I truly don't like it when we’re at odds like this.""Oh, really?" Daisy’s voice crackled through the speaker, sharp and defensive. "And yet, you never miss an opportunity to prioritize Hannah over me. You defend her every single time I decide to put her in her place."Jayson’s

Chapter 105The air in the private lobby of the hospital felt pressurized, thick with the sterile scent of antiseptic and the suffocating weight of an ending. Jacob sat on the edge of a hard, plastic chair, his posture was a wreck of grief. His suit jacket was wrinkled and stained with dust. His tie was loose and hanging sideways. He looked as if he had aged ten years in a single hour. His eyes were red and rimmed with darkness. He stared at the floor, lost in a nightmare he could not escape.His hands were clasped over the back of his head, his fingers digging so deeply into his scalp that his knuckles turned a bloodless white. His shoulders shook with shuddering breaths. The sudden chime of the elevator doors signaled an intrusion. Suzanne and Michael burst into the lobby, their expressions a mask of desperation and dread. Suzanne was out of breath. She pushed ahead of Michael, her eyes searching wildly for Jacob. When she spotted him, her heart skipped a beat. She ran to him, her

Chapter 107"Daisy..." Jayson murmured, his voice strained and weakened by the fading adrenaline that had been holding his strength together. He could hardly hear his own voice...not with the way Daisy was consuming him with her captivating eyes. Daisy silenced him with a gentle, silencing finger against his lips, shifting her gaze to meet his heavy eyes. "Hush," she whispered, her voice low and steady. "Can’t you simply remain still and embrace this moment? You have no idea the courage I had to summon just to reach this point."Jayson’s brow furrowed, his conscience warring with the intensity of the atmosphere. "You aren't even sixteen, Daisy. This... this isn't right.""I turn sixteen in four months," she retorted, her tone sharpening with frustration as the tension in the room began to fray. "What difference does a few months make? I am no longer a child, and I am making this choice consciously."Jayson held her gaze, a desperate need for clarity clawing at his composure. "I need

Chapter 109Take me out of here, Jayson." Daisy gritted immediately she stepped into the living room, and saw Jayson sitting with Gracie. She didn’t break her stride; her boots clicked rhythmically and aggressively against the hardwood as she lunged for the front door, her hand already reaching for the brass handle."Daisy! You’re finally here!"Gracie’s chirpy voice sliced through the heavy tension, forcing Daisy to anchor her feet to the floor. She turned slowly, her gaze lingering on her stepsister with a cold, unreadable mask. Gracie was obviously excited to see her, but it was the opposite for Daisy. "What on earth happened, Daisy?" Jayson asked, rising to his feet and planting his hands firmly on his hips, his tone laced with exasperation. "Don't tell me you’ve had another fallout with your mother. Seriously? When is this going to stop? I really need to know."Daisy ignored the judgment, her focus shifting entirely to Jayson. "I need to leave, Jayson. Take me home. Now.""No,