Reborn in the Enemy's Embrace - Chapter 417

Chapter 417: CHAPTER 417
Zachary stared in disbelief when he realized that Petros’ wrist was twisted in an unnatural angle.

Meanwhile, Timothy was shocked by how fragile Petros’ wrist was. He was even concerned if Petros was suffering from osteoporosis.

“Petros!” Eirene yelled angrily as she rushed forward. She was fast, but by the time Timothy reacted and tried to protect Xan, Xan had already grabbed Eirene’s fist.

Xan gently twisted Eirene’s arm, snapping it from wrist to elbow. Eirene screamed in pain, likely sustaining a comminuted fracture.

Eirene glared seethingly at Xan. She clutched her shoulder and was about to strike back when Petros stopped her. Enduring the pain, he smiled and said, “Sorry, it seems like we were out of line.”

Xan looked at Petros indifferently. She started tearing up as soon as she turned her head. “They’re so terrifying!” Timothy frowned before shielding her carefully behind him. “Don’t be afraid. Everything’s alright.”

Xan hid behind him, then tugged at the corner of his shirt to pull him away.

It took a while for Zachary to come back to his senses. He hurriedly ran after both of them. He was also surprised to find that there were actually two sides to Xan.

Feeling indignant, Eirene rushed forward to chase after them, but Petros reached out to stop her.

He then stood up straight and set his misaligned broken bones back in place. His bones were seemingly healing at an astonishing speed.

Eirene huffed before straightening her bones as well. “Her strength is incredible, Petros.”

“What’s incredible is not only her strength,” Petros said with a smile. “How interesting. It seems like this failed experimental subject is quite fascinating as well.”

“So what if she has incredible strength? She’s merely a failed subject,” Eirene replied, dissatisfied. “Ashton is the one Mr. T asked us to deal with, so we shouldn’t be distracted. Let’s find ways to go near this failed subject so that we can force Ashton to come back.”

Petros replied, “Ashton is currently thriving overseas, with people protecting him from the outside. He’s even backed by the giants of several major business districts in Huma. Damien Coleman alone is hard enough to deal with, and Ashton’s father-Dexter Black-is the true president behind Crowdstar Group.”

He narrowed his eyes and continued, “We’re in no hurry since Mr. T gave us three months. Let’s just take it slow.” “If it were up to me, we’d just abduct that failed subject, force Ashton to show up, and shoot him dead.” Eirene huffed.

“You’re too naive,” Petros said, glancing at her arm. “Mr. T wants him alive.”

“What makes Ashton so superior? We’re also evolved subjects,” Eirene said with jealousy.

“I heard that Ashton’s evolution has no side effects. Don’t you want to figure it out and help Mr. T find ways to deal with the side effects?” Petros asked, reaching a hand out to caress her cheek.

He continued, “You’re my biological sister, and we’re both products of the same genetic sequence. Our evolution has given us regenerative abilities far beyond ordinary people, but it has also made our cancerous cells run wild.

“But Ashton doesn’t have the cancer gene.” Petros’ eyes were filled with intense jealousy when he spoke about Ashton.

Eirene was stunned before she clenched her fists tightly. “Alright, we’ll capture him alive and let Mr. T dissect him. We’ll definitely find a way to cure our condition!”

Petros smiled before placing an intimate kiss on her forehead. “Good girl.”

Zachary glanced back as he walked. He felt goosebumps all over when he saw the intimate scene between Petros and Eirene.

He said, “It’s obvious that those two are siblings since they look so much alike, but something feels off. They’re acting too intimate for a pair of siblings.”

Timothy glanced back and frowned. “They’re truly strange. We’d better stay away from them in the future.”

“Did Xan just… break their arms just now? Why aren’t they rushing to the hospital?” Zachary mumbled, wondering if he was starting to see things from lack of sleep lately.

“They probably have weak arms due to osteoporosis,” Timothy replied, trying to protect Xan.

“They have strong regeneration abilities, so their bones heal very quickly,” Xan explained seriously.

Timothy laughed awkwardly. “Is… Is that so? Have you been watching science fiction movies lately, Xan?”

Xan nodded and replied, “Ashton recommended me some.”

Both of them were completely off-topic.

“You guys can head back first. I’m going to the washroom.” Zachary waved at Timothy and Xan.

Once they were gone, he started clutching his stomach painfully. He had been keeping it in as he was afraid that they might worry, but that kick he took earlier had been excruciating.

Even though Zachary had blocked and absorbed some of the force, it still felt as if his ribs were about to break.

Zachary didn’t dare to imagine what would happen if he had failed to block the kick earlier. He would’ve definitely broken a few ribs if the kick had fully landed on him.

He slipped into the washroom and lifted his shirt while breathing heavily. He was shocked when he saw the red patch in the mirror.

It wasn’t Zachary’s first time getting beaten up. He often encountered troublemakers whenever he was with Ashton, and he was always the one protecting Ashton. He used to get beaten up, but never this badly.

He touched the injury area and found things stranger the more he thought about it. He suspected something was off with Petros and Eirene.

Ashton happened to video call him just then. Zachary accepted the call, his face pale as he looked at Ashton.

The sky behind Ashton was still dark on the other side. He was currently sitting in the yard, showing Zachary the barbecue he had prepared.

“What’s wrong?” he asked. He was keen enough to notice something was wrong with Zachary.

“A pair of siblings transferred to the university today… They’re rather strange.” Zachary quickly let go of his shirt and supported himself to sit on the toilet. He had to catch his breath.

“I’m asking you what’s wrong,” Ashton said with a frown, not at all interested in the siblings.

“I got kicked by that pair of siblings earlier in the parking lot. I managed to dodge it, but strangely enough, I still feel as if I almost broke my ribs.” Zachary couldn’t understand just what made them so strong in the first place. “Lift your shirt up and let me have a look,” Ashton said, his tone evidently wary.

“There’s… no need for that.” Zachary quickly shook his head.

“Don’t make me repeat myself,” Ashton threatened.

Zachary could only raise his phone and lift his shirt for Ashton to have a look.

As Zachary’s skin was fairer than most, the area around his ribs was noticeably red and swollen. It was a horrible sight to behold.

Ashton fell eerily silent on the other end of the line. “Get yourself a cab to the hospital now.”

“I… I don’t think that’s necessary? It doesn’t seem like a big deal,” Zachary said, wincing as he felt the pain even from breathing.

“Go to the hospital,” Ashton said before ending the call.

Zachary scratched his head, wondering why Ashton was mad when he was the one who got injured.

Pocketing his phone, he decided to take Ashton’s advice and get himself checked at the hospital. He almost ran straight into Petros just as he was about to exit the washroom.

Zachary felt a tight knot in his stomach and instinctively glanced at Petros’ wrist. Zachary had seen for himself how Xan had broken Petros’ wrist, but it was perfectly intact now.

He instinctively backed away, wanting to avoid Petros and leave the washroom. However, Petros extended his arms and blocked Zachary’s way with a smile.

Petros was pleasantly surprised to find Zachary alone. He figured it wouldn’t be his fault if something happened to Zachary because of that.

“W-What do you want?” Zachary frowned, looking at Petros warily.

Zachary wouldn’t have been afraid if it were any other person. He had fast reflexes, after all.

However, he was beginning to suspect Petros wasn’t human at all. It was impossible for any ordinary person to have a broken wrist fully recover almost instantly.

“Were you on a video call with Ashton earlier?” Petros asked in a low voice as he slowly cornered Zachary Zachary stared at him in shock. He couldn’t believe that Petros could actually hear them on the phone even though Petros had been outside the washroom.

“That’s none of your business!” He tried to push Petros away with all his might, yet Petros was swift in taking action.

Zachary had fast reflexes, but he felt as if his arm might break as soon as Petros applied any force. Petros truly wasn’t human at all.

Zachary crumbled onto the ground in pain. He was about to reach for his phone to call Timothy when Petros snatched it away.

He took the phone and noticed the incoming video call from Ashton. He smiled.

Petros accepted the call and looked at Ashton through the screen. He then turned the camera to Zachary, whom he was stepping on. “Is this your friend, Ashton? What a weakling-“