All Chapters of The General's Ex-Wife's Regret: Chapter 11
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Chapter 11
“What did you just say?” Carl asked in disbelief. Just moments ago, Jasmine had been fighting off Manuel. And now, suddenly, she was holding Carl back, stopping him from striking the man down. Her grip on Carl’s arm tightened. She was terrified—not just for herself, but for him. If Carl hurt Manuel further, whoever stood behind that spoiled bastard would surely come after him. Unlike her, Carl didn’t have a powerful name to shield him. “Just stop it now, Carl.” Jasmine drew a deep breath, her voice trembling. “T-Thank you for helping me. But you don’t need to take this any further. Let’s just… apologize to Mr. Smith.” Carl’s jaw dropped. “Do you even hear yourself, Jasmine? He tried to rape you in front of everyone—and you want me to apologize to him instead?” Frustration welled up in Jasmine’s chest. “You don’t understand, Carl. Mr. Smith isn’t just some ordinary man! We need to end this here—before it gets worse!” Carl let out a bitter laugh, shaking his head at her words. He h
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Sofia bit her lip as she watched everything unfold on the monitor. She sat back on the couch, pressing the stress ball in her hand over and over, its soft click-click echoing in the room.“What just happened out there, Carl?” she asked, her voice firm but not yet sharp.Carl, still wiping the blood from his face, let out a long sigh. He was sitting on the same couch, shoulders heavy with tension.“He deserved it,” he said simply. “He tried to molest someone in front of everyone.”Sofia rolled her eyes, frustration darkening her expression.“Someone who happens to be your ex-wife. Didn’t I tell you not to get involved with her anymore?”Carl stopped wiping and looked at her. His gaze was steady.“I don’t care about her,” he said. “But I couldn’t just stand there and do nothing. That’s why I saved you, too, back then.”Sofia turned her head away. She sighed. Of course, she understood—Carl was always like this. A man who would step in to help anyone, even if it cost him his own life.“An
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Inside the Smith mansion, Marcos Smith sat frowning over a half-empty glass of wine. The room smelled of smoke and expensive liquor. A man burst in, breathless, panic written on his face.“Sir! We just got word—young master is in the hospital now!” the man announced.Marcos froze mid-sip, brows locking together as he stared at the messenger. “What happened to him?” he demanded.“The man said he was stabbed in the crotch,” came the reply.Marcos’ fingers tightened around the glass until the stem slipped and the crystal shattered in his palm. For a heartbeat the room went silent.“Bring me to my son. Now!” he ordered, voice cold and hard.—At the hospital, Marcos rumbled through the corridors. People and staff moved aside when they saw the men trailing behind him—armed, silent, dangerous. Patients whispered as he passed.“Isn’t that Marcos Smith? The Smith Gang leader?” one asked.“Yes. What is he doing here?” “Whatever’s happening, it can’t be good,” another muttered.But the staff
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Carl watched Jasmine on the monitor as he stepped out of the empty banquet hall. She was still there, finishing the clean-up with the staff. He sipped his whiskey slowly. When Jasmine finally disappeared from the screen, he set the glass down and stood.Sofia looked up at him immediately.“Where are you going?” she asked.He smoothed his suit. The dried blood had faded and was no longer as obvious as before.“I’m leaving. I have things I need to take care of.”“What?” Sofia rose as well, surprised. “Where are you going? You should stay, Carl.”“I need to go somewhere.”“No. I won’t let you go alone after what happened. I’ll drive you myself.”Carl sighed and didn’t argue. He followed her out; she followed him.Outside, Sofia’s sleek black Maybach waited. She took the keys from the driver and slid into the passenger seat; Carl got in after her.“Where are we going?” she asked again.“I have to visit someone.”“Is it a woman?” Her voice carried a hint of jealousy.Carl smirked. “No.”So
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In an instant, the entire hospital where Manuel was confined became surrounded by the Smith Gang. They formed a perimeter—armed, alert, and watching everything that moved.Inside, the hospital’s operations continued as if nothing had changed. Doctors and nurses still moved about, but fear was etched into every step. No new patients or visitors were being allowed inside. Most were turned away before they even reached the main doors.Jasmine’s car stopped right in front of the building. Through the tinted glass, she immediately noticed the line of men standing guard outside. Each one carried a gun, the metallic glint catching the sunlight. Her chest tightened.No. I have to do this, she told herself firmly. This is the least I can do… so I’ll never owe Carl anything again.She was about to step out when three men approached her vehicle, raising their guns toward her.“You need to leave. Now!” one of them barked.Jasmine swallowed hard. As expected, every one of them was armed to the tee
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Carl carried Sofia into the small hospital, his jaw clenched, eyes sharp and alert. She was still unconscious, but at least she was breathing. The nurses quickly attended to her—disinfecting her cuts, cleaning the bruises, wrapping them carefully in bandages.“Nothing too serious,” one nurse said. “She just needs rest.”Carl only nodded, his face unreadable. He waited quietly beside her bed, his thoughts elsewhere. The sterile scent of antiseptic hung in the air, but it did little to calm the storm raging inside his head.Then—his phone rang.He took it from the table beside him and answered. “Hello—”“Carl Donovan?” a woman’s voice came through, shaky and urgent.His brow furrowed. “Who’s this?”“It’s Lea, Ms. Garcia’s secretary. Where are you? I’ve been calling you nonstop!”Carl arched a brow, a touch of irritation in his tone. “Why? I’m already divorced from your boss, remember?”Lea let out a frustrated sigh. “Carl, I’ve been calling everyone for help, but no one’s answering! You
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“Jasmine!”Carl instantly grabbed the gun from the floor and fired—hitting Marcos in the shoulder. The man’s grip on both the weapon and Jasmine loosened, and in the next second, Carl’s powerful kick sent him crashing backward.“Jasmine!” Lea called out in panic.Carl immediately helped Jasmine to her feet, his movements both gentle and protective. He noticed her blouse had torn slightly, so without hesitation, he took off his coat and draped it over her shoulders.“Y-You’re here,” Jasmine whispered, disbelief written all over her face.Carl gave a short nod, his eyes steady as he patted her arm reassuringly.For the first time since she’d been dragged into this nightmare, Jasmine felt a flicker of safety. The chaos around her seemed to blur, replaced by the quiet certainty in Carl’s gaze.“Go now,” he said firmly. “I’ll take care of this.”Jasmine hesitated, her eyes filled with worry. “But—”Carl tapped her arm again, a calm authority in his voice. “I’ll be fine.”Lea took Jasmine b
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“Ahh! You fucking bitch!” Marcos screamed as Carl pressed the knife harder against his throat. Even with the blade digging into his skin and Carl holding him down, the man still had the arrogance to laugh.“Come on!” Marcos taunted, voice ragged but full of mockery. “Kill me, bitch! Go on—make sure you do it now, or I swear I’ll kill you myself!”His men immediately snapped to attention, gripping their guns tighter and aiming them straight at Carl.Carl’s jaw tightened. “You really don’t know when to shut up, do you?”He spun Marcos around and slammed a brutal punch into his face. The impact cracked through the air—so powerful it nearly dislocated Marcos’s jaw. The man staggered, dazed, before Carl caught him again by the throat and pressed the knife back against his neck.Carl’s cold eyes flicked toward the henchmen.“Your boss knows people—important people. Even if he’s arrested today, he’ll probably find a way to escape. But you? All of you?” His tone was icy and deliberate. “Do yo
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The three of them were in the hospital’s emergency room. After the gang members who were still conscious were caught, order finally returned to the hospital.The gang members were taken away and brought to the station—Marcos Smith among them.“Thank God the police arrived on time!” Lea exclaimed, still shaken. “I thought I was going to die back there! Don’t ever do that again, Ms. Garcia!” she added dramatically.Jasmine sighed, sitting on the edge of the hospital bed while Lea stood beside her. Across the room, Carl sat quietly as a nurse tended to the scratches on his arm.“You’re right. Thanks for calling the police. I didn’t expect Mr. Smith to turn out that insane,” Jasmine said tiredly.Lea frowned. “Huh? I didn’t call the police. When I got here, those stupid gang members were already lying flat on the floor!”Now it was Jasmine’s turn to look confused. “What? If it wasn’t you, then who—”“Jasmine!”Both women turned toward the door when they heard someone call her name. It was
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“You! You’re so ungrateful!” Lea blurted, unable to hold it in. “You almost died earlier because of your recklessness! If it weren’t for Mr. Montez, you’d be dead!”Jasmine stood up too, turning to look at Carl. She couldn’t believe how ungrateful he was being.“Stop being stubborn and thank Michael already, Carl,” she said firmly.Hearing Jasmine speak up for him, Michael looked at her and shook his head gently. His expression suddenly softened.“It’s okay, Jasmine,” he said with a sigh, pretending to be kind. “He’s just really ungrateful. What more can we expect?”Jasmine frowned. “No, Michael. He should thank you.”Carl gave a small, mocking smirk. “You actually believe him, huh? Do you like him that much?”Jasmine’s eyes narrowed. “What? I’m just asking you to thank Michael, Carl. If it weren’t for him, all of us could’ve been hurt—right?” she said, disbelief coloring her voice.“How can you be so sure it was because of him?” Carl asked sharply.Michael froze for a second, then qu