Chapter 1295

Chapter 1295Just let it be. I shan't think about anything or do anything. I don't want to fight for anything anymore.
That's enough. Let me take a breather.
She talked herself into following those thoughts, and true enough, she felt a lot more relieved.
But at the same time, she had the urge to free herself.
At a slow speed, Jacqueline painfully crawled toward the bathroom. It took her a long time before she
finally reached the door.
Because her knees rubbed so hard against the floor, it scraped her skin and left a trail of blood behind
her.
Nonetheless, she could not care less about that. She continued forward into the bathroom and stared
intently at the mirror.
After a long time, she abruptly grabbed the bottle of shower gel beside the toilet bowl and hurled it at
the mirror.
Clank!
With a loud crash, the mirror shattered into pieces.
Fragments of glass fell like raindrops, covering the entire floor. Some flew toward Jacqueline, pricking
through her skin and leaving her with stinging pain.
However, she let it be and instead lay on the ground, reaching out her trembling hand and seemingly
searching for something in those broken shards.
Naturally, the two bodyguards outside the room heard the commotion too.“What's happening? I think that sounds like something broke,” one of the bodyguards said. “Don't tell
me she's breaking open the glass window in the bathroom to escape from there?”
The other bodyguard rolled his eyes at him. “Are you dumb? She's crippled; how do you expect her to
run away? She can't even climb up the window. Besides, that window has been sealed since the
beginning when she was locked up in here. Even if her legs get better, there's no way she'll be able to
escape from the window. I bet it's probably difficult for her to move around, and that's why she
accidentally broke it.”
“You have a point. But I better go in and check on her. We won't be able to deal with the consequences
if she dies in there.”
“Yeah, we should go in and take a look.”
Afraid that Jacqueline would get hurt and die after breaking some glass, the two bodyguards hastily
rushed inside to check on the situation.
When they arrived at the bathroom, they were left in astonishment at the scene before them—the
woman sprawled on the floor covered in glass fragments, her limbs and face full of cuts.
“What happened to you? What happened to this mirror?” The two bodyguards hurried in and pulled her
out from the pile of glass shards.
It would spell trouble for them if any sharp fragment pierced through her body if she lay in there any
longer.
Jacqueline only lowered her head without uttering a word.
Despite feeling the anger building up within them about how unresponsive she was, there was nothing
the bodyguards could do except drag her out. Getting a response was too much to expect from her.“Don't you dare move!” They threw Jacqueline on the bed and headed back into the bathroom to clean
up the mess.
As they were clearing the glass shards, they were grumbling and cursing about how she had only
created more problems for them.
Hearing those unpleasant remarks made by the bodyguards, Jacqueline clenched her fists tightly. But
she soon loosened her grip, pulled her shirt up, and reached in to grab something sharp out from under
her shirt.
It was a piece of shard from the shattered mirror, which was triangular and approximately ten
centimeters long, with one angle comparable to that of the tip of a knife.
The edges along that pointed tip were so sharp that as soon as Jacqueline ran her index finger across
it, it left her a deep slit where blood began flowing out.
She put her index finger into her mouth and pursed it lightly. Then, she flipped a corner of her pillow
and put that piece of glass shard under it. Following that, she shut her eyes tight and began dozing off
to sleep.
When the bodyguards finished clearing the fragments and came out to see her sound asleep, they only
grew more infuriated.
“That woman is so lucky. She smashes the mirror, yet she falls asleep while we're cleaning up the
mess for her.”
“Whatever, forget it. There's no need to be calculating with a dying wretch. Let's go.”
Having said that, they walked out of the room, one of them holding the cleaning tools and the other
carrying those glass shards.The moment they slammed the door close, Jacqueline abruptly opened her eyes and tightened her grip
on the piece of glass she had hidden underneath her pillow.This chapter upload first at NovelEbook.Org