Chapter 243 Rachel’s
Counterattack
Charlie’s sneer was filled with contempt as he towered over Rachel. “Shouting won’t help.
No one can hear you here. I suggest you cooperate unless you prefer the consequences.”
Charlie’s words hung heavy in the air as he menacingly reached out to grab her by the
throat.
Rachel’s breath caught, panic setting in as she struggled for air, unable to voice her
distress.
Desperation took over, and her eyes darted around, landing on a vase nearby. With a swift movement borne out of sheer survival instinct, she grabbed it and swung.
The vase shattered against Charlie’s forehead with a resounding crash, startling him into a momentary daze.
Confusion turned to horror as he felt the warm blood trickle down his face. His hand met his forehead, coming away stained with red, his eyes widening in disbelief.
Recovering quickly, rage overtook him, and he lunged forward. “You dare strike me?” His voice was cold with fury. “Now you’ll really see what I’m capable of…”
The echo of the second crash reverberated through the room as Rachel, driven by sheer desperation, struck Charlie again with the vase.
This time, the force was such that the vase shattered into countless pieces, its fragments scattering across the floor.
Charlie slumped onto the bed, his body limp and unresponsive.
Rachel’s heart pounded furiously in her chest, her emotions a tumultuous mix of fear and adrenaline. She hesitated for a moment before cautiously pushing him, but he showed no signs of consciousness.
With trembling hands, she checked his breathing. Relief washed over her when she detected the shallow rise and fall of his chest. She took a deep breath, composed herself, and straightened her attire before calling the police.
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The police arrived quickly at the scene. Despite her lingering fear that she might have inadvertently caused serious harm, Rachel maintained her composure as she recounted
the events to the officers.
At the police station, Rachel’s statement was taken with due diligence. Afterwards, the police informed her that Charlie was still unconscious and in critical condition, meaning she was required to remain until further notice.
Rachel’s voice trembled as she asked, “What if he doesn’t wake up, or worse, ends up in a permanent vegetative state? Could I go to prison for this?” The fear in her voice was palpable, and it resonated with the pain she was enduring, both physically and emotionally.
The thought of spending the rest of time in prison terrified her more than anything.
The officer looked at her with a mix of concern and professionalism. “Let’s not jump to conclusions. If he recovers and there are no serious injuries, the situation will be
different.”
“Thank you,” Rachel managed to say, nodding slightly. “May I contact a lawyer now?”
“Absolutely, you should,” the officer replied.
Eric was the first lawyer who came to mind, her most trusted advisor and capable of securing her freedom. Yet, considering his close ties with Brian, she hesitated, uncertain if invoking his help might complicate things further.
Instead, she dialed Sabrina, who answered with a weary voice, “Hello!”
Feeling a sudden pang of guilt for disturbing Sabrina, Rachel tried to steady her voice. “Hi, Sabrina. I’m sorry to call so late.”
With sharp instincts, Sabrina immediately sensed something was amiss. “Is everything okay? Your voice sounds a bit strained.”
Rachel didn’t hold back this time. “Yes, something has happened. I’m currently at the police station. If it’s not too much trouble, could you come over?” Her voice was earnest, seeking assistance in a moment of true need.
“Of course. Which station are you at? I’ll be there as soon as possible,” Sabrina responded instantly, her voice firm and reassuring, already gathering her things to leave.
When Sabrina arrived just twenty minutes later, Rachel felt a wave of relief mixed with gratitude. “Sabrina, thank you for coming so quickly, especially at this hour.‘
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“There’s no need for formalities. Whenever you need me, I’m here,” Sabrina reassured
her, her tone warm.
“Thank you,” Rachel said with a smile.
Sabrina nodded, opening her notebook. “Don’t mention it. Let’s go through everything that happened,” she said, settling into her role with ease.
“Of course,” Rachel replied.
Sabrina’s efficiency was evident; she had clearly honed her skills under Eric’s tutelage. Within a short span, she managed to negotiate terms and secure Rachel’s release on bail, demonstrating her growing competence as a lawyer.
Sabrina ensured Rachel got home safely by sharing a cab with her. As they rode, she reassured her, “Rachel, it was a defensive act, and we have a solid case. Don’t worry too
much.”
“I trust your expertise,” Rachel replied, her voice tinged with unease. “But what if he ends up in a vegetative state or never wakes up?”
“Let’s not jump to the worst conclusions,” Sabrina advised calmly. “Go home, try to rest, and I’ll be over in the morning to discuss our next steps.”
“Alright,” Rachel agreed, though her worry lingered.
Once home, Rachel tried to find solace in routine; she showered and changed, attempting to settle her nerves. However, sleep eluded her. She lay awake, her mind racing until her phone broke the silence. It was Sabrina, her tone both soothing and assured. “Rachel, I have good news. Charlie has regained consciousness, and his condition isn’t critical. You can breathe easier tonight.”
Sabrina’s affirmation brought a wave of relief over Rachel. “Have you been at the hospital all this time just to update me?” she asked, her voice filled with both gratitude and
concern.
“Yes, I wanted to make sure you received the update as soon as possible,” Sabrina replied.
Rachel was touched by her dedication. “Thank you so much, Sabrina. Your commitment means a lot to me.”
“It’s the least I can do,” Sabrina responded warmly. “You helped me get this opportunity with Eric, and that experience has been invaluable. Try to rest now, Rachel. I’ll leave you be.”
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“Actually, wait, Sabrina,” Rachel interjected, a thought crossing her mind. “I need to ask you something.”
“Go ahead,” Sabrina encouraged.
“For this case, I only want you as my lawyer. Please keep this matter confidential.” Rachel’s tone was firm; she didn’t want anyone else involved.
Sabrina understood the delicacy of the situation immediately. “Understood. Your privacy is my priority. I won’t involve Eric.”
“Thanks again. And please, get some rest yourself.”
With her mind finally at ease and her heart lighter, Rachel drifted off into a much- needed deep sleep, her worries momentarily put to rest.
The following morning, Rachel stirred awake, her phone buzzing with notifications. The screen displayed a string of missed calls, some from Sabrina, the rest from the HR manager, Lisbeth Becker.
Just as she was about to call back, Lisbeth’s name appeared again.
“Hello, Lisbeth!” Rachel answered, her voice still tinged with drowsiness.
“Rachel, I’m so sorry!” Lisbeth’s voice cracked through the speaker, laden with remorse. “It completely slipped my mind to warn you about him yesterday. The guilt is eating me up; I can’t believe I let this happen.”
Rachel’s mind flashed back to the harrowing events of the previous night. “It’s alright,” she said calmly. “I didn’t let him get away with it. I fought back and made sure he regretted it.”
“I know, and I’m so relieved you’re okay,” Lisbeth replied, her tone softening. “But Charlie, he’s despicable. Now the internet is flooded with negative comments about you.”
gone viral?”
Rachel froze, her heart sinking. “Negative comments online This has
