Married At First Sight Chapter 4171
Chapter 4171
Sage added, “We can’t keep giving them money, can we?”
Marco replied, “There’s no rush. We’ll deal with it later. If they dare to blackmail us, we’ll send them straight to hell. The problem is, they have families. If we kill them to keep them quiet, we’d have to get rid of their families too—otherwise, someone might go to the police. It’s safer to stage an accident; otherwise, we’ll be the first suspects.”
Noel and Sage agreed with Marco. If they wanted to eliminate Shiloh’s brothers and their families, there could be no loose ends.
Kathryn cursed in her heart. They’re ruthless.
Shiloh’s two brothers thought they could squeeze money out of Marco and live comfortably. They had no idea they were walking straight into disaster—for themselves and their families.
What the Janzen brothers didn’t realize was that Shiloh’s biological brother had just been coerced into making that statement.
They hadn’t left yet. They couldn’t. The police had them under control.
The cops had instructed them to say those words, ensuring they wouldn’t tip off the criminals too soon.
Meanwhile, Pedro—whom Marco claimed was away on a business trip and wouldn’t return for half a month—came storming in, leading a group of officers.
Pedro had called the police long ago.
Now, he was charging in with backup.
Even the dumbest among them could see that tonight had been a setup—Kathryn’s setup.
She was brutal.
She wasn’t afraid to risk her own life, using herself as bait to trap them all in one fell swoop.
They had kidnapped her.
And they had succeeded.
Maybe they wouldn’t get the death penalty, but there was no escaping prison.
Kathryn’s bodyguards and drivers had fought well earlier, but after her abduction, they suddenly seemed useless. Beaten, bruised, and bloodied, they had all been taken away by ambulance.
The charges were severe—kidnapping and aggravated assault. The punishment could range anywhere from three to ten years, or possibly more.
Cold steel cuffs snapped around Shiloh’s two brothers and the gang members they had hired for a few bucks.
They were shoved into police cars.
Now, they could only pray Kathryn survived. If she died, their crimes would carry an even harsher sentence.
Kidnapping and assault meant prison time, but murder? That was a death sentence.
Kathryn had no way to contact Pedro.
But she had a small tracking device on her.
That was how Pedro found her.
Marco and his brothers had taken Kathryn straight to a remote beach, where a small boat was waiting.
It was meant for dumping her body.
When they arrived, they stopped the car.
Noel and Sage worked together to drag Kathryn out. Marco grabbed a rope. They untied the sack around her, and under the harsh glow of the headlights, her face came into view—bruised, swollen, with blood smeared at the corners of her mouth and nose. She wiped at it, but it wouldn’t come off completely.
Blood still stained her lips and philtrum.
Noel and Sage hauled her up while Marco swiftly tied her legs, then bound her hands behind her back.
“Brother,” Kathryn said, her voice trembling. “Are you throwing me into the sea to feed the fish?”
The sound of crashing waves and the cold ocean breeze sent a shiver through her.
She didn’t try to stand.
She just lay there, motionless.
Married At First Sight Chapter 4172
Chapter 4172
Marco kicked Kathryn several times, venting his pent-up rage.
She endured it in silence.
After a few more kicks, Marco crouched down, grabbed her chin in a brutal grip, and said coldly, “Kathryn, there’s nothing left to say.”
“Don’t blame us for being ruthless. You pushed us to this.”
“If you want to blame someone, blame yourself.”
“Now, where are the passwords and keys to my private assets? Give them up, and we’ll make this quick. You won’t have to suffer too much.”
“But if you refuse, we have all the time in the world to carve you up—piece by piece. You won’t die right away, but you’ll wish you had.”
“If you pass out from the pain, we’ll just sprinkle salt on your wounds. I promise, that’ll wake you up.”
Kathryn glared at her three brothers. “Are you even human? I’m your sister! Mom is watching you from heaven. If you kill me, she’ll come back to haunt you at night.”
Before she could say another word, Marco slapped her hard across the face.
He snapped, “Kathryn, how dare you mention Mom? You killed her! If it weren’t for you, would she be dead? Were you ever kind to her?”
“Mom tried to protect you until her last breath, but you—” His voice seethed with fury. “You joined forces with outsiders and drove her to her grave!”
“She had a plan—she could’ve taken them all down in one move. But you ruined it. You tipped them off, leaving her defenseless. You disgraced her before she died.”
“You killed her. Mom will never rest in peace.” His hands clenched into fists. “If I’d known you were this heartless, I never would’ve let you come back to the Farrell family.”
“You think she’d come back to haunt us? We’re doing her a favor by cleaning up her mess! If we could turn back time, Mom and Dad would’ve never let you return.”
“Our family is in ruins because of you. You’re a curse—a disaster. Shiloh should still be alive. You’re the one who should be dead!”
“Don’t talk to us about family,” Marco sneered. “There’s nothing left between us. If you don’t want to suffer, just give us the password.”
“But even if you don’t, it doesn’t matter. Once you’re dead, everything under your name—everything you inherited from Mom—will belong to us. You’re unmarried and have no children. Legally, your assets go to your closest relatives. And guess what? That’s us.”
Kathryn lifted her head, locking eyes with Marco.
After a moment, she turned to Sage.
But Sage’s hatred burned just as fiercely.
If there was any hope, it was with Noel. Maybe he could be reasoned with.
Marco caught the look in her eyes and smirked. “Don’t bother. Sage is here because Noel approved this plan.”
“Kathryn, just give us the password,” Marco continued. “Tell us everything, and Sage will give you sleeping pills.”
“You’ll just drift off, painlessly.”
“Getting hacked apart while you’re awake—that’ll be excruciating.”
“But if you take the pills, you’ll barely feel it.”
“Sage brought them because, despite everything, we’re still family.”
Kathryn’s expression didn’t waver. “So, you’re determined to kill me.” Her voice was eerily calm. “Then there’s nothing more to say. Go ahead. Kill me. Let’s see if you really end up with my fortune like you think you will.”
With that, she closed her eyes.
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Chapter 4173
Kathryn sat there, looking as if she was ready to die, completely indifferent to their threats. Her calm defiance only fueled her brothers’ rage.
Marco turned away, walking toward the car. He lifted the trunk and pulled it open.
Inside, two sharp kitchen knives gleamed under the dim light.
Sage hesitated before stepping forward, his voice unsteady. It was the first time he had ever been part of something like this—killing someone. And not just anyone, but his own sister. His hands trembled. “Big brother… are we really going to do this? Are we really going to kill her?”
Marco grabbed one of the knives and shot Sage a cold glare. “What’s wrong? Are you backing out? Scared?”
Sage stammered, “I… Brother, I’ve never killed anyone before. She’s our sister… I—I just don’t think I can do it.”
Marco let out a sharp, disdainful laugh. “You still see her as family? She never saw us that way. Think about everything she’s done. Every move she made was a knife in our backs.”
He shoved the knife toward Sage. “Here. Go on. You don’t have to kill her right away—just take a chunk out of her shoulder or arm. Let her suffer first. A quick death would be too easy for her. If I had the time, I’d make sure she begged for death before we were done.”
Marco’s eyes burned with fury. “Sage, think about Mom. Think about Shiloh. Think about Dad. He’s crippled because of her. She knew Mom was coming back and didn’t warn Dad. She knew the wine was tampered with and kept quiet, letting the scheme succeed. Because of her, Shiloh and Dad were ruined.”
Marco knew all too well why his mother had grown distant from his father—why she had been utterly heartbroken over Shiloh. It all led back to that scandal.
And Shiloh… If she were still alive, Marco would have divorced his wife and married her. He would have given her the status she deserved.
After all, they had grown up together. Before he learned they weren’t related by blood, he had already spoiled her beyond measure. And even after finding out the truth, nothing changed. When Shiloh had come to him, seducing him, he hadn’t resisted.
No—it wasn’t incest. They weren’t siblings. There was nothing wrong with it.
And Kathryn… She was the reason he had lost Shiloh.
“Brother, I—I just can’t,” Sage whispered, stepping back, his face pale. He couldn’t bring himself to take the knife from Marco’s hand.
Marco’s expression darkened. “Pathetic. You think refusing to do it makes you innocent? If the police catch us, you won’t get off scot-free. You’re already an accomplice.”
“I know,” Sage admitted, voice tight. “I followed you and Noel here. I never planned to walk away from this.”
If they got caught, he would go down with them. He understood that. But actually raising the knife himself—that was something else entirely.
Sage wasn’t the mastermind. That would make a difference in how he was judged.
Marco scoffed. “Useless.”
With that, he turned and walked toward Kathryn, gripping the knife tightly.
The spring air in Jensburg was still bitterly cold, especially late at night. The wind from the sea cut through like ice.
Kathryn, already in pain from her injuries, shivered as the cold seeped into her bones. But she wasn’t afraid.
She listened to Marco and Sage’s conversation, her mind focused on one thing—stalling.
The longer they hesitated, the closer Pedro would be with the police.
If they were going to do it, they needed to hurry up. She was tired of waiting in the cold.
Marco stopped in front of her, the knife catching the faintest glimmer in the darkness.
Noel shifted uneasily. Watching Marco step forward with the weapon made reality hit harder. His voice was hesitant. “Brother… are we really doing this?”
Marco shot him an exasperated look. “What now? Are you backing out too?”
“No, I just…” Noel hesitated.
Marco’s voice turned sharp. “We didn’t even bother covering our faces. She knows it’s us. If we let her go, we’re the ones who’ll end up dead.”
His grip tightened on the knife. “Think about it. Ever since she came back, our lives have been hell. We’ve lost everything. Even Mom is gone because of her.”
The knife gleamed in his hand, cold and merciless—just like the hatred in his eyes.
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Chapter 4174
When their mother was alive, the three brothers lived carefree lives.
Without her, they were nothing.
As Marco spoke, Noel quickly added, “Brother, I’m not backing out. But instead of using a knife, we could just throw her into the sea. Her hands and feet are tied—she won’t be able to escape. The deep sea is full of fish. Soon, she’ll be eaten, leaving no trace. That’s better than us using a knife.”
The truth was, none of them had ever killed anyone before.
They had done plenty of bad things, but murder was a line they hadn’t crossed.
Marco’s expression turned cold. “I don’t want her to die quickly. That would be too easy. I want her to suffer. You two are useless.”
With the knife in one hand, Marco squatted down and grabbed Kathryn’s chin with the other. His grip was firm, his eyes burning with fury.
“Kathryn, I’m asking you one last time. What’s the password? I’ll count to three. If you don’t talk, don’t blame me for what happens next. You’ll die in pain.”
Kathryn stared at him, her lips trembling slightly, but she didn’t say a word.
Marco’s rage boiled over.
She was on the brink of death, yet she was still this stubborn.
His grip tightened, and then—he brought the knife down.
“Ah!”
Kathryn’s scream cut through the night.
Marco’s blade didn’t sever her arm. Instead, she rolled just as he struck.
Even though he had been determined to strike, there was still hesitation in him. He didn’t have the resolve to kill her outright. His grip wavered, and the cut, though deep, wasn’t fatal. The knife slashed across her right arm, leaving a long, bleeding wound.
Kathryn gasped, her body wracked with pain.
Warm blood soaked through her sleeve, staining it red.
The icy sea breeze had already made her shiver. Now, the searing pain sent cold sweat dripping down her face. Her lips grew paler by the second.
Marco blinked, staring at the knife in his trembling hand—then, it slipped from his grip and clattered to the ground.
Noel and Sage had shut their eyes when the knife came down, unable to watch.
But the moment they heard Kathryn’s scream, their eyes snapped open.
Seeing her bleeding but still alive, they exhaled in relief. Even so, they instinctively stepped back.
Sage hesitated for a moment before stepping forward. His voice was urgent. “Kathryn, just tell us! If you don’t, Big Brother will cut you again. Next time, it won’t just be a scratch.”
Kathryn writhed on the ground, her body convulsing in pain.
Marco, regaining his composure, stepped closer. “I’ve already used the knife once. Do you really think I won’t do it again? If you don’t want to die a miserable death, talk!”
Kathryn continued rolling on the ground.
The three brothers assumed she was doing it out of unbearable pain.
They stood there, watching her coldly.
But Kathryn had a purpose.
She rolled away—away from the knife Marco had dropped.
At that moment, Pedro and his men arrived. A group of policemen followed closely behind, moving swiftly to surround the area.
Their car had stopped at a distance, engine off.
They hadn’t driven in too close. They were afraid the headlights would alert the brothers, making them panic—afraid they’d finish the job before help could intervene.
Marco had hesitated once. That hesitation had saved Kathryn’s life.
She had gotten hurt, but she wasn’t going to die.
That was all she needed.
Pedro was here.
And this was about to end.
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Chapter 4175
Marco and his companions finally heard footsteps. Instinctively, they turned their heads—only to see a group of people closing in fast, surrounding them.
“Police! Hands up! Don’t move!”
As soon as Marco spotted the officers, the lead policeman shouted the command, immediately drawing his pistol and aiming it at them.
The police had been tipped off by Shiloh’s brother, who informed them that the kidnappers were armed.
Meanwhile, the detectives pursuing Pedro were also carrying firearms.
Sage’s mind went blank. His head felt like it was about to explode.
Why were the police after them?
They had scoped out this location in advance. It was remote and desolate—practically abandoned even during the day, let alone at night. No one was supposed to come here.
Marco was the first to react. Without hesitation, he bent down, grabbed a kitchen knife, and lunged toward Kathryn. If he was going down, he was determined to take her with him.
If she died and he paid for her life with his own, it would all be worth it.
He snatched up the knife just as Kathryn, writhing in pain from her injured arm, rolled across the ground. Watching her suffer filled him with twisted satisfaction.
But then—he cursed under his breath.
She had rolled too far.
Furious, Marco charged at her, knife raised high—
A gunshot rang out.
Before he could strike, the police fired, hitting him in the right hand. The knife clattered to the ground.
Marco let out a sharp cry, clutching his wounded hand in agony.
Noel and Sage didn’t dare resist. They immediately dropped to the ground, hands over their heads, surrendering without a fight.
The police rushed in, pinning all three brothers down and placing them under arrest.
“Miss!”
Pedro spotted Kathryn lying to the side, her right arm still bleeding.
Without wasting a second, he hurried over, squatted down, and quickly untied the ropes binding her wrists and ankles. Then he took off his coat, wrapped it around her, and lifted her into his arms.
Pedro had been the one who called the police. He had also led them here. Now, with the hostage rescued, his only priority was getting Kathryn to a hospital.
“Do you want to wait for the ambulance?” the lead officer asked. “It’ll be here any moment.”
Knowing that the eldest daughter of the Farrell family had been kidnapped, the police had notified emergency services in advance, anticipating possible injuries.
Pedro wanted to refuse—he was too anxious to wait. He saw Kathryn’s bloodied arm, her trembling lips turning pale from the cold. She was too weak to even speak.
He just wanted to get her to the hospital as fast as possible.
But before he could make a move, two ambulances pulled up. Relieved, he followed them, making sure Kathryn got immediate medical attention.
Meanwhile, Marco was also loaded into an ambulance, escorted by two officers. The moment he was inside, he passed out.
Whether it was from the pain of his wound or the crushing weight of his failure, no one could tell.
As for Noel and Sage, they were handcuffed and shoved into the back of a police car. Cold steel bound their wrists as they sat there, completely drained.
It was over.
Really, truly over.
Not even the emperor himself could save them now.
Why had they made such a colossal mistake?
Sage suddenly recalled his father’s advice—words he and his brothers had dismissed time and time again.
Their father had urged them, more than once, to accept reality. To give up. To sell their properties in the city, take the money, and return to their hometown.
They could have bought a house and a shop there, lived comfortably, and collected rent without ever having to worry about money again.
On top of that, they had their bank savings and the wealth their mother had left them.
If they had just listened, they could have lived an easy, carefree life back home.
They had the kind of wealth most people could only dream of—money that others spent a lifetime trying and failing to earn.
And yet, they had thrown it all away.
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Chapter 4176
But they weren’t satisfied. They refused to accept it. They couldn’t resign themselves to their fate or simply give up.
It’s easy to go from hardship to luxury, but going from luxury back to hardship? That’s unbearable.
Born into the Farrell family, they had come into the world with silver spoons in their mouths.
Even if they couldn’t inherit everything, their mother was still the head of the Farrell family, making them young masters of privilege.
They had never known struggle or poverty. From childhood, they lived in comfort, indulging in extravagance, spending money like it was endless. Wherever they went, people flattered and catered to them.
And then—suddenly, it was all gone.
No more praise.
No more admiration.
No more protection when they made mistakes.
They could barely make any money on their own, and their days of carefree spending, of never having to think about the value of a dollar, were over.
They couldn’t accept it.
Even with more wealth than the average person, it still wasn’t enough.
They wanted it all back—the admiration, the power, the life where one word from them commanded a hundred responses.
They wanted to bask in that glory again.
Their resentment toward Kathryn had been simmering for too long, and finally, it boiled over. They took a risk.
They decided to kill her.
They kidnapped Kathryn, and no matter how strong or resourceful she was, she couldn’t fight back while tied up. All they had to do was raise the kitchen knife—and it would be over.
But when the moment came, fear crept in.
Instead of acting, they wasted time, trying to intimidate Kathryn into giving them passwords and access to the family’s wealth. They blamed her for everything, convinced themselves she had forced their hand.
They kept talking and talking.
And like so many fools before them, they lost because they talked too much.
Now, they were the ones paying the price.
They hadn’t killed Kathryn.
They had lost everything.
What would happen to their families now? Would their wives stay and wait for them? What about their children?
What about their aging father?
Regret hit Sage like a tidal wave.
They should have listened to their father’s advice.
Noel sat in stunned silence, his face ashen. He was lost in thought, replaying every decision that had led them here.
Was his biggest regret not finishing Kathryn sooner?
Or was it that he had ignored his eldest brother’s warning and insisted on carrying out this plan tonight?
It had all seemed foolproof.
And yet—
Who was that man who had just carried Kathryn into the ambulance?
Pedro.
The same Pedro who had supposedly left for a business trip to another province, claiming he’d be gone for at least ten days, maybe even half a month.
How had he come back so soon?
Not only had he returned, but he had known Kathryn was in danger, called the police, and led them straight here.
Noel wasn’t a fool. In that moment, it all clicked.
They had walked right into a trap.
Kathryn had known about their scheme all along. She had baited them, luring them into action—only to have them taken down in one decisive blow.
She knew they feared Pedro, so she made it seem like he had left Jensburg. She let them believe he was far away on business, giving them the confidence to strike.
All the while, Pedro had been in the shadows, watching over Kathryn, waiting for them to make their move.
And the moment they did, he called the police and led them straight to the scene, sealing their fate.
Kathryn was ruthless.
How could she be this cruel to her own relatives?
But then again…
They had tried to kill her.
And in their twisted minds, they still blamed her for it.
Noel’s thoughts swirled in chaos.
Then, finally, he closed his eyes.
It was over.
They had lost.
Kathryn had outmaneuvered them completely.
Not just them—but Shiloh’s brothers too.
They were all finished.
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Chapter 4177
Farrell Mansion
In the master bedroom, Liberty suddenly jolted awake after barely two hours of sleep.
Her abrupt movement startled her husband beside her.
“What’s wrong? Did you have a nightmare?”
Duncan sat up, turned on the bedside lamp, and looked at her with concern.
“I dreamt that Kathryn was in danger,” Liberty said, her voice filled with unease. “She wouldn’t let me go with her. She planned to get hurt on purpose. I’m afraid she might have risked her life.”
After spending so much time with Kathryn, Liberty had come to admire her.
If not for the deep-seated grudges of the previous generation, she and Kathryn could have been the best of friends.
Even now, there was a mutual respect between them.
Out of everyone in the Farrell family, Kathryn was the only one Liberty truly liked.
Not just her—Hayden felt the same way.
At one point, Hayden had even considered setting Kathryn up with Hugh.
But Hugh wasn’t interested in Kathryn, and Kathryn had no feelings for Hugh either.
Kathryn admired Hayden—but Hayden was a woman.
When she realized she could never have Hayden, Kathryn slowly found herself drawn to Pedro instead.
Pedro might be an orphan, but his devotion and loyalty to Kathryn were undeniable.
The two of them were a perfect match.
“I’m calling Kathryn,” Liberty said, grabbing her phone. She didn’t care that it was past three in the morning.
The phone rang.
The moment the call connected, Liberty let out a breath of relief.
If Kathryn’s phone had been turned off, it would have meant she was still in danger—likely in the hands of her brothers, unable to reach out for help.
A few seconds later, someone answered.
“Miss Hunt.”
It was Pedro.
Hearing his voice, Liberty’s relief was short-lived. Her heart clenched with worry.
“What happened? How’s Kathryn?” she asked anxiously.
“It’s over,” Pedro said, his voice heavy with concern. “Miss has been rescued. She’s injured. She was just taken to the hospital—she’s in the emergency room now.”
The pain in his voice was unmistakable.
He had seen the knife wound on Kathryn’s right arm, the bruises on her face, the swelling on her nose. He had no idea how severe her injuries were, but they were bad enough.
Pedro had never agreed with Kathryn’s plan, but she had insisted.
She believed that by setting this trap, they could take her brothers down in one decisive move—ensuring they would never be a threat again.
Even if they were released in a few years, maybe even a decade, the Farrell family would no longer be the same. By then, Liberty’s power would be immovable.
After years in prison, her brothers wouldn’t be thinking about revenge.
And Kathryn?
She and Pedro would leave Jensburg behind, disappearing to a place where no one knew them, where they could start fresh.
If her brothers were smart, they’d accept their fate and keep a low profile.
Their future wouldn’t be glamorous, but they wouldn’t starve.
It was the best compromise Kathryn could offer, a way to honor the mother who had—at least in her later years—truly cared for her.
Her mother had done so much for her.
And as much as Kathryn hated her brothers, they were still her mother’s sons.
No mother wants to see all her children dead.
In return for her mother’s kindness, Kathryn had spared them once—by making sure they didn’t provoke Liberty.
Because if they had, she wouldn’t have even known how she died.
But they had forced her hand.
She had to teach them a lesson, make them accept reality.
After tonight, any remaining sibling bond between them would be gone.
Because her brothers had wanted her dead.
And if they ever tried again after getting out of prison, she wouldn’t just send them back behind bars.
Next time, she’d make sure they disappeared for good.
Kathryn had the same ruthless blood as Clarissa running through her veins.
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Chapter 4178
“I’m going to the hospital right now.”
The moment Liberty heard that Kathryn had been rescued and taken to the emergency room, sleep was no longer an option. She threw off the covers and got out of bed immediately.
Duncan quickly followed.
“Darling, it’s still dark outside, and the spring nights in Jensburg are freezing. You should rest a little longer,” Liberty said, worried about her husband’s limited mobility and how the cold might affect him.
She could handle this alone.
But Duncan was already changing. “No, I’m coming with you. I might not be able to walk far, but I can manage. I’ll call the bodyguards so you won’t have to worry about me.”
Kathryn had willingly put herself in harm’s way, but that didn’t mean Duncan was comfortable letting Liberty go to the hospital alone.
He knew Marco and the others had considered targeting Liberty too. The only thing that held them back was the sheer number of powerful people protecting her. They knew that if anything happened to her, they wouldn’t survive the consequences. Worse, their own children would be affected.
In the end, they had chosen to go after Kathryn instead.
Despite being their biological sister, they despised her. And if she died, as her closest relatives, they would inherit everything she owned.
Kathryn had inherited a massive fortune from their mother.
People would do anything for money. Even kill.
Liberty didn’t argue any further.
Soon, she and Duncan headed out.
Jim and the other bodyguards were already waiting at the door.
As soon as they saw the couple step outside, Jim stepped forward.
“Jim, take us to the hospital,” Liberty ordered.
“Yes, ma’am,” Jim responded respectfully.
Without delay, they rushed to the hospital.
By the time Liberty and Duncan arrived, Kathryn had already been moved out of the emergency room.
Her injuries weren’t life-threatening.
She had curled up to protect her head during the attack, so even though Noel had beaten and kicked her, the damage wasn’t critical. Her body was covered in bruises, but nothing fatal.
However, her right arm had a deep gash from a kitchen knife. After stopping the bleeding, the doctors ordered several days of IV treatment to prevent infection.
She had also developed a fever.
Too much time exposed to the sea breeze had let the cold seep into her bones.
In the hospital room, Pedro carefully folded a wet towel and placed it on Kathryn’s forehead.
She had taken fever medicine, but her temperature hadn’t gone down yet.
Her face was swollen and bruised from the beating.
She lay there in a fevered daze, barely conscious. Pedro sat beside her, gently pressing an ice pack against her battered face.
A knock sounded at the door.
Pedro had just finished changing Kathryn’s towel. Holding the damp cloth in his hand, he walked over and opened the door.
“How is Kathryn?”
Standing outside were Liberty and Duncan. They had rushed straight here without a moment’s delay.
Pedro stepped aside, letting them in. His usually composed face was filled with worry. His voice was low and heavy with emotion.
“She’s out of danger,” he said. “But her body is covered in bruises. She was beaten badly. Her face is swollen, her nose is bruised, and she has a deep knife wound on her right arm. She spent too much time in the cold, and now she has a fever. She took medicine, but it hasn’t gone down yet.”
Liberty didn’t wait for him to finish. She walked straight into the room and sat beside Kathryn’s bed.
Even in sleep, Kathryn looked uneasy. Her body was restless, like she was trapped in a nightmare.
Liberty’s heart ached.
Kathryn had always been decisive, her actions direct. She had never harbored much love for her three brothers. But in the end, they were still her blood.
Despite knowing they wanted her dead, she had set a trap to take them down—perhaps as a final repayment for the small bit of motherly love she had received in her later years.
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Chapter 4179Liberty made it clear—if the three Marco brothers kept a low profile, stayed out of Jensburg’s center, stopped provoking her, and abandoned their attempts to seize control of the Farrell family, she wouldn’t go out of her way to deal with them.
But Kathryn wasn’t convinced. She knew her brothers too well.
If they weren’t locked up, they’d do everything in their power to stop Liberty from taking over the Farrell family. In the end, they’d lose everything.
And if she fought them, she’d win—but at a great cost.
“She won’t listen. She won’t even let me help.”
Liberty sat beside Kathryn’s bed, her heart aching as she gently touched Kathryn’s swollen face.
“Mr. Fraser, keep applying ice. It’ll help the swelling go down faster.”
Pedro nodded. “I’ve been icing it regularly. But when the miss makes a decision, even the matriarch couldn’t have changed her mind.”
Clarissa had wanted Kathryn far away from Jensburg, believing that as long as Pedro protected Kathryn, her bloodline would remain intact. She had hoped Kathryn could eventually reclaim control of the Farrell family. But the current head of the family had already made her choice.
Since learning the Farrell leadership had been taken unjustly, the eldest daughter had never been interested in ruling.
She just wanted to end the fight, walk away, and live a quiet life—free from power struggles and greed.
Liberty sighed. “Kathryn acts tough, but she’s fiercely loyal. This time, she and her brothers are truly finished. She won’t waste another thought on them. She knows they hate her, but when family turns against you completely, it’s heartbreaking.”
“There’s no forgiveness, no pretending it never happened,” Liberty added. “Where are they now?”
Pedro’s voice was low. “The eldest was shot in the right hand—he’ll live. The second and third brothers were arrested on the spot. The second young lady’s brothers were involved too—they were working with the eldest. They even brought in backup, but everyone was caught. No one got away.”
Liberty nodded.
Kathryn’s trap had worked.
Every single person who wanted to harm her and Liberty had been taken down in one move.
She stayed at the hospital through the night, waiting for Kathryn’s fever to break.
When Kathryn finally woke, she smiled—but the swelling made it painful. She winced as she grinned.
“You’re still smiling?” Liberty scolded, feigning annoyance. “Serves you right for getting hurt.”
She lifted her hand as if to smack Kathryn but only let it fall lightly without touching her.
“What am I supposed to say about you?”
Kathryn chuckled. “The plan worked, didn’t it? No one escaped. I got a little hurt, sure, but I caught them all. That’s a win.”
Liberty fell silent, then admitted, “I was so worried I barely slept. And when I did, I had nightmares—about you. I woke up in a panic and called Mr. Fraser. He told me you’d been saved but taken to the emergency room. I was terrified. I rushed here as fast as I could. Thank God your life wasn’t in danger.”
Kathryn reassured her, “I told you—I’d only get hurt, not die. I’m not about to risk my life over them. And I won’t do something like this again. But there won’t be a next time. Last night, I cut all ties with them. From now on, they’re them, and I’m me.”
Married At First Sight Chapter 4180
Chapter 4180Kathryn added, “By the time they get out, I’ll be long gone. I doubt we’ll ever cross paths again.”
Even when she visited her mother’s grave during Qingming Festival, she would avoid them.
Besides, the family’s gravekeeper might not even let her brothers pay their respects. The Farrells resented their deceased mother.
Kathryn turned to Liberty. “Don’t worry. I’m not going to die. And honestly, I don’t feel like I lost anything by doing this.”
Liberty scoffed. “Pfft, don’t talk about dying first thing in the morning. We’re all going to live to a hundred.”
Kathryn chuckled again. “Alright, alright, we’ll live to a hundred. But don’t look so distraught—it makes me want to cry.”
Liberty’s voice softened. “Don’t cry. It breaks my heart. Why won’t you trust me?”
Kathryn sighed. “It’s not that I don’t trust you, Liberty. It’s my brothers I don’t trust.”
Liberty had nothing to say to that.
Pedro returned, carrying a bowl of porridge. “Miss, you must be hungry. You have a cold—eat something light.”
Then he turned to Liberty and Duncan. “Miss Hunt, Mr. Lewis, I didn’t bring breakfast for you two. You’ll have to get your own.”
Liberty had to head back to work anyway. “Don’t worry about us. Just take care of Kathryn.”
She stood up to leave. “Kathryn, get some rest. I’ll check on you after work.”
Kathryn waved them off. “Go on. I’m finally getting some proper sleep.”
“Don’t stress about the company,” Liberty reassured her.
Since arriving in Jensburg after the New Year, she had gotten a solid understanding of the Farrell Group’s operations. With Duncan guiding her, she could manage things, even without Kathryn there.
Liberty and Duncan left, and Kathryn asked Pedro to walk them out. Pedro saw them to the elevator before returning to the ward.
Kathryn tried sitting up to eat on her own.
“Miss, don’t move. Let me do it. Your right arm is injured.”
Her left hand had an IV drip attached.
She sighed. “Can’t I do anything for myself?”
Pedro helped her sit up, then picked up the bowl and started feeding her.
Kathryn was starving. She finished the porridge quickly.
She noticed Pedro’s tense expression and, despite her injuries, attempted to lift her hand to touch his face.
The motion pulled at her wound. She hissed in pain and immediately dropped her hand.
Pedro frowned. “Miss, what are you trying to do now? Be still.”
Kathryn looked at him with a small smile. “Pedro, you’re mad. I can tell. I wanted to touch your face to calm you down, but I hurt myself.”
Pedro’s face remained hard, his anger evident.
He was furious that she ignored his warnings. Furious that she got hurt.
Even if it wasn’t serious, it pained him to see her in pain.
Even a scratch on her felt like a wound on his own heart.
And yet, here she was, still moving around recklessly.
Pedro’s anger only deepened.