My Wife Wants a Divorce by Red Little Fruit

Chapter 272 Lyra’s Ending

The rest got motivated and started tearing Lyra's clothes apart.

Lyra came back to her senses from the slap earlier. With a grim expression, she roared, "I'm not President Flint's ex-wife. You got the wrong person! I'm not Sydney Raines!"

She finally understood why she got kidnapped, and why would they say those things to her.

These bunch of idiots got the wrong person and thought she was Sydney.

The man who held the syringe just now said, "You’re not Sydney Raines?"

Lyra’s eyes were bloodshot as she nodded violently. "No. I'm Lyra Madden. I'm friends with the one who hired you!"

"Huh...?" They looked toward the cameraman at the back.

The man replied in a light tone, "Don't listen to her. She's just lying. Our benefactor said that Sydney Raines has a red mole on her wrist and this woman has it. Who else can she be if not Sydney? © NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

Besides, he also said that Sydney is smart, and might trick us by saying that she's not the one we're looking for. You better not fall for this.”

After hearing that, they looked at Lyra’s wrist and indeed found a red mole.

Lyra was stunned.

She knew that she had a red mole on her wrist, but she did not expect Sydney to have it as well.

Could it be a coincidence?

A red mole was already rare enough, and theirs were on the wrist. How could that be possible?

Before Lyra could figure out what was going on, the man who held the syringe earlier gave her another slap. He roared angrily, "You dared to deceive us? Brothers, let's get it done."

The others quickly nodded and lunged toward Lyra like monsters.

Outside the warehouse, both Finn and Layden remained expressionless as they heard Lyra's piercing scream.

In their opinion, Lyra deserved it.

She was the one who repeatedly tried to kill Sydney.

The city was still bustling at night. A few men sneakily came to the complex in the city center with a gunny sack. When no one paid attention to them, they threw the sack on the ground and ran away.

Not long after they left, someone noticed the gunny sack and went to check it out in curiosity. When they saw that a naked woman was within the sack, they immediately called the police.

That night, the successor of Trison Corporation was found naked on the streets and might have been violated. This news spread through all the media platforms.

It became the talk of the town.

Sydney was about to head to bed when she received a call from Finn. "Go and check the news." "What?" Sydney was confused. Finn pushed his glasses. "I told you that I'll deal with Lyra tonight. You can check out what happened in the news.”

When Sydney heard him, all her sleepiness disappeared in an instant and she got off the bed. She headed toward her study right away.

She did not have to search for what happened before a piece of related news popped out.

Sydney clicked on the link and it led her to a video.

The video was less than a minute, but it contained a lot.

The video showed a naked woman brought out by a policewoman from the gunny sack. The policewoman put a blanket over the naked woman and led her to the ambulance.

When the ambulance left, the video ended.

Even though the naked woman from the video was blurred and unidentified, Sydney could immediately tell that it was Lyra.

"Did you get someone to throw her there?” Sydney picked up her phone once more.

Finn nodded. "Yes."

"Are you not afraid that you might be caught?" Sydney raised her eyebrow.

Finn smiled. "Are you worried about me?"

"No," Sydney said in a soft tone.

Finn shrugged, visibly unaffected.

He would never get angry at his angel.

"Don't worry, I won’t get caught." Finn was in front of his computer as he rapidly typed a reply to Layden.

Sydney did not know what he was doing. She narrowed her eyes and said, "So confident?"

“Of course.” Finn nodded.

Sydney pursed her lips. “Good luck, then."

"Thank you.” Finn chuckled and asked, "Do you like this ending?"

Sydney knew what he was asking. He was asking if she liked seeing Lyra’s final fate. She smiled and said, "To be honest, it feels good. But I don't encourage such violence. I prefer to send her to jail."

From the video earlier, Sydney finally believed that Finn was not on Lyra's side anymore and was willing to talk to him.

"I know what you mean. However, we don't have any evidence. Even if we know what she did to you, it'll be impossible to send her to jail without evidence. We can only use methods like these.” Finn rubbed his temples.

He mistook Lyra for his angel back then, and despite knowing how Lyra committed crimes, he never bothered to keep evidence. He even helped her destroy almost all of them.

He deeply regretted his actions back then.

Sydney sighed. "It's true that we don’t have evidence. You took the only evidence I had not long ago."

If she still had the evidence, then Lyra would have gone to jail.

Even Julien would not be able to help her.

After all, the recording was Lyra's words herself. Her thoughts and reasoning were strong, and anyone could tell that she did not have a dissociative personality

disorder.

A trace of guilt appeared on Finn's usual expressionless face. He rubbed his nose and said, "I’m sorry.”

"It's fine. What's the use of saying this now? How’s Lyra now?" Sydney changed the topic.

Finn replied, "It's bad. Her private part was damaged, and she had to go for a hysterectomy. She'll never be able to get pregnant after this."

He ran a check on Lyra before those guys earlier threw her at the complex.

Sydney sucked in a breath. "Wow, that’s horrible."

Hysterectomy was a cruel fate for any woman.

However, Lyra wanted Sydney's life. Now that Lyra only lost a uterus, it did not sound as horrible.

Sydney quickly calmed down and yawned." Alright, it's late now so I'll go to bed. I'll keep up with the news tomorrow.”

“Sure. Get a good rest.” Finn nodded.

Sydney hung up and turned her computer off before returning to her room.

At the same time, in the hospital.

Lyra was pushed out from the operation theater and sent to the wards.

Mrs. Madden was sitting next to Lyra's bed. Lyra’s face was pale, and she looked dead. Mrs. Madden was weeping uncontrollably." Lyra. .. My daughter Lyra..."

Brandon was there as well and he was smoking a cigarette by the window.

Mrs. Madden's cries irritated him more than ever.

He threw his cigarette on the ground and stepped on it forcefully. He then scolded," Enough! Stop crying!"

Mrs. Madden paused for a moment and stared at him angrily. “Brandon Madden! Our daughter became like this! So what if I'm crying? How can you be so heartless?"

"You..." Brandon was at loss for words. He felt a throbbing headache and sighed." Fine. Keep crying!"

Mrs. Madden carried on crying. "Brandon, what happened? Why would Lyra end up like this? Is God blind?"