Sir Your Ex wife is Already Dead

The Billionaire's Secret Triplets: Mom's Revenge

HONEY MULLINS

Six years ago, I was a naive girl sold by my father to the powerful Sanders estate, only to be tossed onto the streets after a brutal assault they labeled "marital infidelity." I fled the country pregnant and broken, hiding from the shadow of a husband I had never even met. Now, I’ve returned to New York with my triplets to sign the final divorce papers and disappear forever. But Archibald Sanders—the man I was told was a crippled recluse—intercepted us with the cold precision of a predator. He didn't see the woman his family destroyed; he saw a gold-digger who had shamed his name. His security team hunted us to a grimy motel, using tactical force to snatch my children away and drag me to his glass-walled empire. In his office, he loomed over me, demanding a DNA test and threatening to throw me in prison while my babies were lost to the foster system. He was convinced I’d cheated, yet he stared at my sons with a haunting confusion, unable to ignore the stormy blue eyes that were a perfect mirror of his own. I stood there, paralyzed by his scent—the sharp tang of rain and expensive leather that triggered the icy dread of my worst nightmares. How could he accuse me of betrayal when he felt exactly like the monster who had shattered my life in that dark hotel room? "I'll sign anything," I sobbed, "just give me my kids." But the game changed when my five-year-old son hacked the tower’s security, holding the skyscraper hostage to save me. In the chaos, a fragile, silent boy—Archibald’s secret son—wandered into the room and reached for me as if I were his missing soul. Archibald’s face turned to stone as he tore up the agreement and locked the doors. "Until I find out why my son is looking at you like that," he growled, "you aren't going anywhere."

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"Ring, ring, ring... Ring, ring, ring..."

Marilyn Gu sprang up from the bed and grabbed the chicken-shaped alarm clock beside her, which was ringing incessantly. "It's already ten to eight? Oh my God! I have a meeting to attend today. I'm done for! My boss is going to kill me. Why couldn't you ring louder?"

If the alarm clock were a person, it would slap her. After all, she was the one who had set the alarm clock for seven o'clock. How could she ignore it and then blame the alarm for not ringing louder?

Marilyn Gu realized she didn't have time to put on makeup, so she washed up quickly and rushed out feeling frustrated and looking exhausted.

Checking her phone quickly, she saw that her fat manager had sent her more than a dozen messages, warning her that if she didn't come on time, she would be fired.

There was no time to wait for the bus. If Marilyn Gu was lucky enough, she could hail a taxi from across the road, and make it to her office in fifteen minutes. The elevator up to her floor would take one minute, leaving her just enough time to reach her desk before the manager's appointed time.

Marilyn Gu quickly calculated her journey while waiting for the traffic light to change. It showed ninety seconds more. Looking at the people who stopped beside her, she gritted her teeth, stamped her foot, and made the split-second decision to dash across the sidewalk.

Just then, a car suddenly turned right and crashed into her!

The last thing Marilyn Gu heard was screams from the people who had been waiting on the sidewalk with her, followed by a sharp pain on the right side of her body. Her arm fell down feebly and her world turned dark. Her body convulsed and she collapsed on the ground.

The crash was so loud that the driver's heart jolted. He quickly looked in the rearview mirror to check his boss, Kendrick Si's expression. As expected, Kendrick Si's face had turned dark. He glared at the driver furiously.

The driver shivered in his seat and shrank from his boss's gaze. "Mr. Kendrick, I'm really sorry. I, I didn't mean to hit the lady..."

Without waiting to listen to the rest of his explanation, Kendrick Si scrambled out of the car. He picked up Marilyn Gu, who seemed paralyzed. As she drifted in and out of consciousness, she clung on to his collar and babbled, "I...I'm afraid I can't make it."

Her words scared the life out of Kendrick Si. When he was about to respond, the unconscious woman slowly closed her eyes and said weakly, "Please ask my manager if I can get a leave first, or my bonus for this month will be gone."

Kendrick Si was speechless.

Suddenly, someone from the crowd yelled, "What are you waiting for? Hurry up and take her to the hospital!"

Kendrick Si snapped out of the shock and rushed her to the hospital. The doctor examined her thoroughly, and, apart from the fracture on her lower arm and some bruises, she was fine.

"It's not very serious. I'll give her something to reduce the swelling and relieve the pain. We can discuss the surgery after she wakes up," advised the doctor, looking at the X-ray.

"If there is nothing wrong with her, why did she faint?" Kendrick Si inquired with a straight face.

The chubby doctor stroked his chin and thought for a moment. "As per my years of consultation experience, this patient has obviously fainted out of fright. But she has been in a coma for very long. It's not normal," he said grimly.

Kendrick scowled at the doctor irritably.

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