The Clutches Of Hell Novel

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Chapter 60
Seeing Teresa’s reddened eyes, Victoria gave an inward sigh. “It’s okay. It doesn’t hurt.” Her greatest fear was to see a woman
crying.
“How could it not hurt?” Gabrielle disagreed while coming to her bedside. She said to Teresa, “When I came here, I heard from
some colleagues that Victoria couldn’t even walk because of the pain she was in. She was helped out by the manager and
rushed to the hospital by security guards.”
The more Vincent listened to her words, the wider his eyes became. His handsome face was flushed with rage, and his eyes had
a pained look in them.
Teresa didn’t say anything, but tears kept trickling down her cheeks.
The back of Victoria’s hand was soon wet with tears. “It only hurt at the time. Now it doesn’t hurt anymore.” She gave Gabrielle a
warning look.
However, Gabrielle pretended not to see it and let out everything she knew. “They even told me that the skin of her leg above the
knee was all red, with a dozen big blisters clustered together. It looked so scary—”
“Alright, that’s enough. Stop it.” Victoria cut her short with a frown.
Gabrielle smiled sheepishly in a cautious and somewhat ingratiating manner.
Wiping her tears away, Teresa asked in a quavering voice, “Are you telling the truth about that?”
Victoria spoke before Gabrielle could. “That’s just hearsay and exaggeration. It’s not that bad, actually.”
Just then, the doctor opened the door with a click and came in. “What this lady said just now is no exaggeration. If you hadn’t
torn off your pants sooner, the fabric might stick to the blisters, and you’d suffer even more.” He wiped the back of Victoria’s hand
with an alcohol swab before inserting a needle to put her on a drip.
Vincent’s eyes were bloodshot as he stood aside without making a sound. A moment later, he suddenly took off his suit jacket
and flung it onto the floor with all his might. “F*ck!” he swore. With that, he stormed out of the room and banged the door shut..

“Vincent!” Fearing that her brother might do something reckless on impulse, Victoria pulled out the needle right away in an
attempt to run out after him to stop him.
Teresa and the doctor held her down at the same time. “You have to be put on a drip! Do you not want your leg anymore?” the
doctor said sternly.

Victoria was inwardly anxious. She wanted to stand up, but she couldn’t do so with the two holding her down. “Let go of me first,
you two. It won’t make a difference to wait until I come back before putting me on a drip!”
“I’ll look for your brother. You keep still and stay here on your IV drip!” Teresa looked panic-stricken. Without waiting for Victoria’s
reply, she said to Gabrielle, who was standing aside in a trance, “Miss, please look after Tori for a moment and don’t let her out.
I’ll be back in a while.”
“Huh? Oh, uh, okay!” Gabrielle replied while helping the doctor hold Victoria down.
Victoria struggled for a long time with all her might, but it didn’t do much other than cause the doctor to insert the needle in the
wrong spot a few times. She pleaded with a frown, “Gabrielle, doctor, please let go of me. I promise that I’ll come back for my IV
drip later!”
“Just stay here with your IV drip. Your sister-in-law has gone to catch up to your brother,” Gabrielle said while avoiding Victoria’s
gaze.
Victoria licked her parched lips before saying bitterly, “You don’t understand.” Vincent must’ve gone to Delta Club to kick up a
fuss. If Christian learns about it, he won’t let him off.
Gabriel didn’t make a sound, nor did she relax her hold on Victoria.
On the other hand, the doctor was simmering with anger at this moment. He still had a lot of patients to take care of, but he had
spent a long time here for pretty much nothing. “I do understand, but you’re gonna lose your leg if you keep on thrashing
around.”
The furrows in Victoria’s brow deepened; it’d been almost ten minutes since Vincent stormed off. “Gabrielle, don’t you worry that
I’ll come after you after returning to the Coleman Family later if you don’t do as I say right now?”
“P-Perhaps you can never return to your family.” Gabrielle’s voice gradually sank to a whisper as she spoke. “Even if you
manage to do so, your sister-in-law and others won’t let you come after me... I guess.”

Victoria pursed her lips and gave up struggling. All of a sudden, she felt unusually lonely. Her family and friends had abandoned
her. Even Gabrielle, to whom she was closest at the moment, bowed to power and reality.
Meanwhile, Teresa ran all the way to the hospital’s entrance after Vincent, but she failed to catch up to him in the end. When she
arrived at the entrance, he had started up his car and sped off. She hurriedly hailed a taxi and said to the driver, “Please catch up
with the Ferrari over there.”
Fearing that she was some criminal, the taxi driver looked at her with a peculiar expression without moving for a long time.
Teresa said, “That’s my husband’s car! I just saw him get into it with a woman in his arms, but I don’t know where they’re going.”

She looked very anxious, and her reddened eyes made her seem extremely pitiable.
“Don’t worry, ma’am!” The taxi driver had a warm heart. “I’ll catch up with him right away and make sure that I won’t lose him!”
After the Ferrari and the taxi pulled up in front of Delta Club one after another, Teresa hastily handed the taxi driver a 100-dollar
note. Then, she hurriedly caught up with Vincent ahead of her.
“There’s no woman in the car. Was she seeing things?” the taxi driver muttered before driving away.
Teresa ran after Vincent in her heels for a long time, but she didn’t manage to catch up to him. “V-Vincent, w-wait for me!” Getting
tired from running, she put her hands on her knees and gasped for breath with no concern for her image.
Vincent ignored her, though. As soon as he entered the clubhouse, he violently knocked over the two vases in the hall, causing
them to topple over with a loud crash.
“Mr. Coleman, what can we—” A staff member came over and attempted to ask him what was going on.
Vincent didn’t give him the opportunity at all. Instead, he directly toppled the devil’s ivy on the rack to the ground with a kick. His
eyes were bloodshot as he growled, “Where is your manager? Tell her to come out!”
The pot of devil’s ivy rolled on the floor before the flowerpot broke into pieces, scattering th .com fast updatee soil all over
the place and instantly turning the splendidly decorated hall into a complete mess.
Many who visited the clubhouse were regulars, many of which knew Vincent personally. They wanted to come over and calm the
latter down so that Christian, the clubhouse’s owner, would owe them a debt of gratitude. However, Vincent refused to
acknowledge anyone. Running amok like a bull in a china shop, he smashed up the place as he spoke.

Trying to be clever, someone leaned close to Vincent’s ear and advised, “Look how miserable your sister is after offending Mr.
Thatcher! Mr. Coleman, if you don’t want to become as miserable as she is, you’d better find a way to apologize to him as soon
as possible. Just say that you’re drunk; it’s normal to act crazy when you’re drunk... Aaah!”
Vincent punched the person in the nose as veins stood out on his neck. “Just look at yourself in the mirror. What the hell makes
you qualified to mention my sister?”
Letting out cries of pain, the person covered his nose as blood ran between his fingers. However, he left with his tail between his
legs, not daring to say another word.
On the other hand, Vincent’s heart was almost torn apart by the anger and remorse that welled up in his chest. “Tell your
manager to come out!”
Teresa wanted to stop him at first, but after seeing him like this at this very moment, she opened her mouth without saying a
word. Instead, she merely stood beside him in silence with a conflicted look in her eyes.
“Mr. Coleman, you’d better keep your voice down. Both Mr. Thatcher and Miss Spritz are here,” said the staff member gingerly.
“That’s b*llsh*t! Do you think that I’m scared of them?!” Seeing a waiter wheeling a food tray past him, Vincent dashed over,
grabbed a stack of plates, and smashed them onto the floor with a loud clatter. “Christian and Bella are here? Tell them to come
down here in front of me then!”
A group of people surrounded him, but no one said anything.

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