Rhys pulled her into his arms, then ground his heel into the surgical record on the floor. "Leonora, back then you tried to force me into marriage by holding my grandfather's life-saving medication hostage. When that failed, you decided to destroy Sophie instead?"
He let out a cold laugh. "Mercy Heart Hospital? You think you deserve to work here?"
"Clearly I was far too merciful during our divorce. I've spoiled you enough that you now dare to touch my woman."
"Leonora, I don't think you've ever experienced what happens when you cross Rhys Abbott."
The moment he finished speaking, two bodyguards stepped forward and wrenched my arms behind my back.
I was forced to my knees before Rhys and Sophie.
I lifted my gaze to meet his, my voice laced with mockery. "Rhys, aren't you the least bit curious why she'd rather die than have this surgery?"
The guards bound my wrists with restraints, the straps cutting into flesh, pain radiating through my entire body.
I'd hemorrhaged during a difficult delivery. I was still nursing. My body hadn't recovered. The forced position sent agony tearing through my abdomen.