ASSAULTED

While I Was Bleeding Out, He Lit Lanterns For Her

Katie Oettgen

As I lay on the floor of our manor, bleeding out from a ruptured ectopic pregnancy, I used my last ounce of strength to call my husband, Cole. I begged him for help, my vision blurring. But the only thing I heard was the clinking of champagne glasses and his mistress's giggle in the background. "Stop the drama, June," Cole snapped, his voice cold. "We're about to go on stage. Don't call again." He hung up, leaving me to die alone on the Persian rug while he accepted an award with another woman on his arm. I woke up in the hospital days later. My baby was gone. They had removed my fallopian tube. Cole finally arrived, smelling of expensive scotch and his mistress's perfume. He didn't hug me. He didn't cry. Instead, he leaned over my hospital bed, pressing his knee into the mattress until my fresh stitches tore open and bled. "You embarrassed me by calling an ambulance," he hissed. "My mistress, Alycia, says you're faking it. Clean yourself up." He left me bleeding again to go announce a $10 million donation to Alycia's "groundbreaking" medical research. I stared at the TV screen, numb. The research Alycia was taking credit for? It was mine. I wrote that patent years ago under a pseudonym. They thought I was just a poor, orphan housewife who needed Cole's money to survive. They had no idea I was actually a billionaire scientist hiding my identity. I pulled the IV needle out of my arm. A drop of blood fell onto the divorce papers I had been hiding. I didn't wipe it off. I signed my name right over it. Then I walked into the bank, reactivated my dormant account with $128 million, and bought the penthouse directly overlooking Cole's house. The mourning widow is dead. The avenger is born.

Romance Crime Revenge Pregnancy Enemies to Lovers Pregnancy Personal Growth

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"Miss Lopez, here it is." Sophie Lopez was a little hesitant. She was shocked when Lawyer Mr. Edwin, the driver, started to talk.

She responded, "Oh" softly.

"Miss Lopez, I am not going inside with you. The first room on the right above is the master bedroom ..." Lawyer Mr. Edwin left.

Sophie Lopez stood on the steps, looked at the three-story European-style villa in front of her, and watched Mr. Edwin driving away.

A month ago, the day Sophie Lopez received the college admission notice, she was so happy, but when she got home, she found that her mother was lying on the floor in the kitchen. The freezing cold was originally thought turned out to be acute leukemia.

After admission, Mrs. Lopez was undergoing chemotherapy while expecting for a suitable bone marrow. Seeing that her mother's condition was getting worse, she still could not find a suitable bone marrow. Until ten days ago, the appearance of this Lawyer Mr. Edwin brought her hope and shame at the same time.

Listening to the car going away, Sophie Lopez shoved the door and entered the villa. They should have been prepared for a long time. The lights in the villa were all on. She glanced inside the house and did not see anyone. She mechanically went to the second floor.

She opened the door of the master bedroom, seeing that the floor was covered with pure white carpets, and the orange light filled the room warmly. She looked up inside the room. The sofa was also covered with pure white blankets. There were also white beds and white curtains. The curtains were slightly open. Inside was a huge ground glass window.

Sophie Lopez couldn't help clenching her fists, and walked to the large glass window and looked outside where everything seemed to be mocking her. There was a blank in her mind and a lot of sweat in her palm. She knew that every girl would have a first time, while she never thought that her first time would happen under this kind of situation.

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