Sweet Secretary Doesnt Know My Love

He Thought I Was A Doormat, Until I Ruined Him

SHANA GRAY

The sterile white of the operating room blurred, then sharpened, as Skye Sterling felt the cold clawing its way up her body. The heart monitor flatlined, a steady, high-pitched whine announcing her end. Her uterus had been removed, a desperate attempt to stop the bleeding, but the blood wouldn't clot. It just kept flowing, warm and sticky, pooling beneath her. Through heavy eyes, she saw a trembling nurse holding a phone on speaker. "Mr. Kensington," the nurse's voice cracked, "your wife... she's critical." A pause, then a sweet, poisonous giggle. Seraphina Miller. "Liam is in the shower," Seraphina's voice purred. "Stop calling, Skye. It's pathetic. Faking a medical emergency on our anniversary? Even for you, that's low." Then, Liam's bored voice: "If she dies, call the funeral home. I have a meeting in the morning." Click. The line went dead. A second later, so did Skye. The darkness that followed was absolute, suffocating, a black ocean crushing her lungs. She screamed into the void, a silent, agonizing wail of regret for loving a man who saw her as a nuisance, for dying without ever truly living. Until she died, she didn't understand. Why was her life so tragically wasted? Why did her husband, the man she loved, abandon her so cruelly? The injustice of it all burned hotter than the fever in her body. Then, the air rushed back in. Skye gasped, her body convulsing violently on the mattress. Her eyes flew open, wide and terrified, staring blindly into the darkness. Her trembling hand reached for her phone. May 12th. Five years ago. She was back.

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Xia Yu was holding a cardboard box as she listlessly stood in front of the company's entrance. Lifting her head, the intense light pierced over. She closed her eyes subconsciously, and opened eyes later again.

The new CEO, Shen Mo, was a madman. He fired all of the female secretaries in the CEO's office before he even arrived.

She called her boyfriend to complain. When the man heard that she had been fired, he scolded her for being an idiot and warned her not to call him again. They parted just like that.

Within a day, she had experienced unemployment and lovelorn affairs, this was all thanks to her bad luck!

Xia Yu kicked the door of the car aside. If she didn't vent now, she would collapse.

"Bang!" A loud sound was heard.

Xia Yu looked at the luxurious car in front of her in disbelief then she covered her mouth. Oh no, it was just two light kicks, why is there a huge dent?

It couldn't be fake, could it?

Whether the car was fake or not had nothing to do with her, she would get in trouble if the owner of the car caught her.

She turned around and saw a man.

He was about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old. His face was nearly perfect, flawlessly handsome. Even though he was ridiculously attractive, it still couldn't dispel her instinctive fear towards this man.

His blood eyes and terrifying murderous expression was warning her that this man was very dangerous.

She wanted to walk away as if nothing had happened, but unexpectedly, her wrist was instantly caught.

"What's wrong? Did my car offend you? Miss?" The man's voice was pleasant to hear.

Xia Yu didn't say anything, she only raised her head to look at the sun, her eyes half-closed. She looked around, and then her gaze landed on the man's face again.

What kind of expression was that? Her eyes were full of indifference. "What do you want?"

If she couldn't escape, she could only face it! It was just a car; at most, she would just lose money. She had encountered so many bad things, it didn't matter that there was one more.

This gaze made the man very uncomfortable, and he felt anger rising in him. He was quite surprised, after all these years of practicing inner peace, no matter how angry he was, he was able to endure it, but today Xia Yu had easily set fire to him.

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