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Billionaire's Reborn Wife [new]

Billionaire's Reborn Wife [new]

Anna Shannel_Lin

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She ran away from her wedding, which ended in her own demise and became her forever nightmare. She eloped with another man over the one who loved her. She was cheated on by that person who lured her into leaving her husband and driving her to death. She came back to life and lay on their matrimonial bed. A firm but gentle hand closed around her wrist and guided her hand back to the front of his pants. She looked at her small, pale hand next to his large, tanned fingers and let him press her palm into him. It would be easy to let him take her, easy to submit to him. She wanted it. She wanted to feel his large hands on every inch of her body. "Wait," she gasped. "We have to stop. This isn't talking." "It's better than talking," he said, pressing his lips to her neck. "No, we need to talk," she said. "Get off me, let me put my clothes on." "You can't make love with clothes on," he said, biting her earlobe. "Listen to me," she said. "I'm trying to be serious, okay? I know I shouldn't have run away." "What is this about?" he asked in a cold tone. "I just want to work things out," she sincerely looked into his eyes. Disgust flitted across his face, and his mouth curled down, "I see what's happening. You think I'll forget your betrayal if you let me fuck you."

Chapter 1 : You Want To Die

Catherine Stewart was in a lot of pain. Her throat ached and burned, and her head throbbed. She raised a hand and touched her throat-the skin felt hot and swollen beneath her fingers. She pushed gently, and a sharp pain seized her. Her hand fell down to her side, and she groaned.

For a moment, she wondered if she was dead. She was sure she'd been on the brink of death. A hazy, glimmering light had appeared in the corner of the dark prison cell, filling her body with burning pain. The light got brighter and brighter, and she shut her eyes.

But if she was dead, why was she in such pain? Had the prison director decided to save her at the last minute? She groaned and tried to move her body. Besides the pain in her throat and the aching in her head, she felt okay. The burning fever was gone, and her heart thumped a steady rhythm in her chest.

"You should have let me die," she moaned.

"Die?" a deep voice asked. "Never."

She blinked, trying to see the speaker. The voice sounded a lot like Sean Blair, but that was impossible. What would he be doing in prison? She closed her eyes. Maybe she was still hallucinating, maybe death took longer than she'd realized.

"Open your eyes, Catherine," the deep voice said. "You're not dying, and you're certainly not in prison."

She groaned-without realizing it, she'd been talking aloud again. The prison was lonely and too quiet. Talking to herself filled the dark emptiness and kept her from losing her mind in the silence.

Her eyes flickered open. A handsome face hovered just inches from hers, and she found herself staring up at Sean Blair. Though it had been years, he looked exactly the same as the last time she'd seen him: powerful jawline, smooth and shaven skin with icy blue eyes.

His face was severe and angry, but a sudden warmth flooded her. She raised a trembling hand and stroked his cheek-touched by his presence. She hadn't gotten a single visitor since arriving in prison. Sean hated her more than most but had somehow decided to visit her.

A hot flood of embarrassment rushed through her body. She knew she looked terrible. During her weekly trips to the prison showers, she managed to catch her reflection in the polished metal mirror bolted to the wall. Though she was six years younger than Sean, she knew she could pass as his mother.

"Thank you for coming to see me, Sean," she whispered. Her throat ached with each word, but she continued, "I'm so happy to see you-it means so much to me."

The icy blue eyes narrowed, and Sean asked, "What are you talking about?"

"Sorry," she whispered. "The ramblings of a dying woman filled with regret."

"What are you talking about?" he asked. "Why do you keep saying that you are dying?"

"I am," she whispered. "I know I don't deserve your forgiveness, but please, would you hold my hand for a moment?"

A large, warm hand closed around hers, and she smiled and drifted into blackness.

***

Sean stared down at Catherine's face. Her eyes were closed, and her long eyelashes brushed against the tops of her cheeks. Though her skin was pale, she still looked lovely and beautiful. Her delicate features looked peaceful when she slept-when she was awake, they were usually twisted in anger and disdain.

"Get me a doctor," he hissed.

Within minutes the house doctor stood by the bedside checking Catherine's vitals, took her pulse, and listened to her heart while Sean kept her hand in his.

"She's not dying," the doctor said. "Her neck is injured, but she'll recover."

"She thinks she's dying," Sean said. "She's hallucinating and keeps talking about prison."

"She's just exhausted," the doctor said. "She's been through a lot today. Let her rest."

Sean looked down at her face. There were deep, purple circles beneath her eyes, and a hideous blue bruise spread across her delicate neck. He sighed and released her small hand from his.

He stroked the soft skin on her cheek, and her eyes flickered open. Her pupils widened with surprise.

"Oh, you're really here," she whispered. "I thought I was dreaming."

Sean's heart thudded in his chest-she was happy to see him. He closed his eyes and willed the strange, hopeful feeling to go away. She was confused and hallucinating. The gentle smile on her lips was not shown for him.

"What do you want, Catherine?" he asked. "Is this place really a prison for you? Do you still want to escape?"

"Escape?" she laughed bitterly. "What hope do I have to escape? I'm dying, Sean. I've paid for my mistakes, and I just want it to end."

"You want to die?" Sean asked.

"I do," she groaned. "Everyone lied to me, Sean. The people I trusted betrayed me, and I have nothing left to hope for. Death would be merciful. You should have finished the job."

He pulled his hand away from her face and leaped up from his seat. His chest ached. She'd rather die than be with him. She wished he'd killed her. He was a fool for even letting himself hope.

"Keep an eye on her," he ordered a servant as he strode out of the room.

***

Catherine jerked upright as the door slammed shut. She rubbed her eyes and looked around. The room was dark but not as black as her prison cell. A thin beam of golden sunlight filtered through a gap in the curtains. Curtains? There weren't curtains in prison-just a thin slit of a window, three feet tall and one foot wide. She blinked, willing her eyes to focus.

She wasn't in her prison cell. Instead of damp concrete walls, she saw golden fleur de lis wallpaper. Her narrow prison bed had disappeared, and she found herself in a soft king-size bed wrapped in a down duvet. She looked around the room and found surprisingly that it was familiar-it was one of the guest rooms in Sean Blair's family estate. She'd spent fifteen days here many years ago.

She raised her hands above her head, surprised by how easily and lightly they moved. Moving slowly, she swung her legs out from the bed and padded barefoot across the soft, silk carpet. She crossed the dim room to the antique vanity and stared into the mirror.

She couldn't believe what she saw-she was beautiful and young again. The fine lines around her eyes and mouth had vanished, and her skin was smooth and plump. She touched her own face, amazed at how soft it felt beneath her fingers. Hardly daring to believe her eyes, she leaned closer to the mirror and looked again. There were dark circles under her eyes, but her lips were full and round. Most miraculous of all, her hair was long and dark and full again-not graying and brittle and short.

She was distracted by her young face, she almost didn't notice the horrible purpling bruise on her neck. She slid her fingers down from her face to the bruise and gasped-the bruise was shaped like a hand. Someone had tried to strangle her.

"Hello?" she asked, sure there was a servant somewhere in the large room.

"Yes, Mrs. Blair?" a servant replied from the corner of the room.

Catherine froze-Mrs. Blair? She must have heard wrong.

"What day is it?" she asked.

"Now, really, Mrs. Blair, you should know that," the servant scolded. "It's your wedding day-though you've done a fine job ruining that."

"My wedding day?" she stammered.

"I think you should lie down to rest," the servant said. "Or I'll have to tell Mr. Blair you've been up and out of bed."

Catherine nodded and padded back to the large bed. She sank down onto the soft surface and wrapped herself in the warm duvet. Her head spun. The last thing she could remember was burning with a fever in her small prison bed. How was she in Sean Blair's house? And why did she look young again?

"Are you sure it's my wedding day?" she called across the room.

"Positive," the servant said. "Are you sure you're well, Mrs. Blair?"

"I don't know," she said.

She closed her eyes and tried to make sense of it all. Her wedding day had happened ten years ago-what was the servant talking about? And why had the servant called her Mrs. Blair? She had never married Sean.

Though it had happened ten years ago, she remembered it all so clearly: preparing to escape with Marco Jacobs and Madison Stewart, running across the wooded estate, the dogs chasing after her. She shuddered and ran through the rest of her memories, wondering if she'd made them all up. She shook her head-she could never have made up that much pain and suffering.

In the corner of the room, she heard the servant whisper, "Yes, Mr. Blair is awake."

A few minutes later, the door crashed open, and Sean Blair stalked into the room.

"I hope you're well enough to have a talk now," he said. "Because we need to get a few things straight."

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Billionaire's Reborn Wife [new]
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Chapter 1 : You Want To Die

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Chapter 2 : I Want To Talk To You

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Chapter 3 : Don't Lie To Me

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Chapter 4 : Drink It

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Chapter 5 : I Don't Want To See Her

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Chapter 6 : Bring Her In

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Chapter 7 : Save Your Fake Concern

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Chapter 8 : Answer Me

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Chapter 9 : Do You Ride

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Chapter 10 : You Tried To Elope With My Wife

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Chapter 11 : They Can Confirm My Story

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Chapter 12 : You Don't Even Like Me

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Chapter 13 : I'm Not An Idiot

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Chapter 14 : You Have Free Range

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Chapter 15 : My Phone Is Broken

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Chapter 16 : You're Disgusting

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Chapter 17 : Are You In Pain

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Chapter 18 : Our Father Would Be Proud Of

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Chapter 19 : How Strange

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Chapter 20 : That's Funny

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Chapter 21 : You Know Exactly Why

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Chapter 22 : How Much Do You Need

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Chapter 23 : It's Not Enough

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Chapter 24 : Arrange A Billion-Dollar Deal

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Chapter 25 : Words Are Empty

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Chapter 26 : Don't Mind Them

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Chapter 27 : Spying On Me

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Chapter 28 : I Want You

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Chapter 29 : Allow Me

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Chapter 30 : When Did You Come In

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Chapter 31 : My Husband Is A Stranger

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Chapter 32 : Nice To Meet You

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Chapter 33 : That's Not True

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Chapter 34 : How Thoughtful

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Chapter 35 : Take It Away

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Chapter 36 : I'm Serious

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Chapter 37 : You're My Wife

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Chapter 38 : They're Beautiful

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Chapter 39 : Company Shares

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Chapter 40 : He Cares About You

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