I Married My Ex-husband's Beloved Woman's Father After Being Betrayed

I Married My Ex-husband's Beloved Woman's Father After Being Betrayed

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My mother, Mary Willis, was bitten by a snake, and the snake's owner was none other than Jennifer Walker, my husband's beloved woman. When I called my husband, Timothy Rossi, he was on vacation with Jennifer. "Please come back, Timothy. Mary's condition is very serious." But he merely sighed and soothed me as if I were throwing a tantrum. "I'm in Arngueuil Isles with Jennifer right now. She's been feeling down lately..." So Timothy ignored my humble plea and resolutely hung up the phone. At that moment, all my strength crumbled to dust. In despair, I could only cling to the hem of the man in front of me-Samuel Walker, Jennifer's father, a notoriously ruthless and brutal Mafia boss.

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My mother, Mary Willis, was bitten by a snake, and the snake's owner was none other than Jennifer Walker, my husband's beloved woman.

When I called my husband, Timothy Rossi, he was on vacation with Jennifer.

"Please come back, Timothy. My mother's condition is very serious."

But he merely sighed and soothed me as if I were throwing a tantrum. "I'm in Arngueuil Isles with Jennifer right now. She's been feeling down lately..."

So Timothy ignored my humble plea and resolutely hung up the phone.

At that moment, all my strength crumbled to dust.

In despair, I could only cling to the hem of the man in front of me-Samuel Walker, Jennifer's father, a notoriously ruthless and brutal Mafia boss.

...

"Miss Willis, your mother has been bitten by a snake. Her condition is critical. Please come immediately." The doctor's tone was severe and cold, like a cold dagger piercing my heart.

I grabbed the car keys and dashed out. I gripped the steering wheel tightly and floored the accelerator. At the same time, I dialed Timothy's number.

"Eliza? Oh, sweetheart, I'm in Arngueuil Isles with Jennifer right now. She's been feeling down lately..."

"My mother was bitten by a snake and is at the hospital. Her condition is critical. Come immediately!" I gritted my teeth, and tears brimmed in my eyes.

There was silence for a few seconds on the other end of the line. Then Timothy's voice grew impatient. "Sweetheart, Jennifer needs me more. She almost drowned yesterday. I can't leave her alone. Just calm down. Let the doctor handle it, and I'll come over once I'm done here."

I screamed, "Timothy, that's my mom. She's dying."

"Eliza, don't cause a scene." Timothy's voice turned cold. "It's just an accident. Calm down, and don't make things difficult for me."

I bit my lip hard, and the taste of blood spread on my tongue.

Of course, to him, Jennifer was always the most important one. I took a deep breath and suppressed the turbulent emotions. "I'm at the hospital now. Come as soon as you can."

"Wait, Eliza..."

I hung up the phone abruptly before he could finish.

The smell of antiseptic assaulted my senses as I entered the hospital, laced with the faint, elusive hint of death.

The attending doctor walked quickly towards me and said with a grave expression, "Miss Willis, the snake that bit your mother is Jennifer Walker's pet king cobra. It's extremely venomous. The poison has already reached the heart. We need a special antidote serum, but the hospital's supply ran out long ago. The last vial in the entire city is currently in the possession of Miss Jennifer Walker.

I sank into deep despair.

I trembled as I dialed Jennifer's number, once, twice, three times... There was always no answer.

In desperation, I could only call Timothy again.

"Timothy, it's Jennifer's pet snake that bit my mother. Only she has the antidote serum. Please ask her to bring it over," I practically begged.

"Eliza, how can you say that?" Timothy's voice instantly rose, full of reproach. "It was just an accident. Your mother was unlucky. Jennifer already feels guilty. How can you blame her? You must apologize to Jennifer."

The world seemed to explode in my ears, buzzing loudly.

My husband was asking me to apologize to the perpetrator when my mother's life was on the line. How absurd it was!

"Beep-beep-" The heart monitor blared urgently, and doctors and nurses immediately gathered around. They pressed, intubated, and nervous commands flew back and forth.

"Timothy, I apologize to Jennifer," I cried out. "Please ask her to give me the serum and save my mother."

A sound of glass shattering came from the other end of the line. Then I heard Jennifer's fragile voice with sobs. "I'm sorry... Timothy, I didn't mean to. I was just about to give the serum to Eliza, but I accidentally dropped it... What do we do now? This was the last dose..."

"Sweetheart, it's okay. It's not your fault." Timothy's voice turned tender. "The bottle was too slippery. It's not your fault. Don't cry, or I'll feel bad."

My mind went blank at that moment.

The serum was gone, and my mother couldn't be saved...

In despair, my legs gave way, and I collapsed to the floor. I desperately grabbed onto a guy's pant leg and incoherently pleaded, "Please... save my mom... Someone save her... I'll do anything..."

The guy slowly lowered his head. The light obscured his face, but his aura was overpowering and daunting.

A deep and authoritative voice rang out, tinged with amusement. "Have you thought it through? Dealing with the devil comes with a price."

That voice was like a siren's call, yet it became my only lifeline in this desperation.

I nodded frantically. "As long as you can save my mother, I'll do anything."

The guy chuckled, and his laugh was devilishly tempting. It echoed through the empty corridor, "You're a brave woman."

He bent down and extended his hand towards me. The fingers carried a faint scent of cigars. "Remember my name. I'm Samuel Walker."

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