Betrayed by Love by Snail

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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Amelia's POV

"Amelia, what are you still doing in that kitchen?" Elena called out angrily.

I was about to respond before her voice came again.

"My feet won't wash themselves," Elena screamed again.

"I will be out in a moment," I screamed back at her.

She asked me to make her a bowl of pasta and clean up the kitchen, now she's asking me to come clean her feet for her.

"When coming out, get me a glass of cold water," Ellen screamed immediately as I attempted to open the kitchen door.

I rolled my eyes angrily and hissed silently before going back to get Ellen the glass of water he requested.

Elena and Ellen are known to be the most troublesome twins, they are a true definition of a pain in the ass.

They sit down all day pressing their phone while I do the chores all alone.

"I will tell Mother to find a way and convince Father so he can get you out of this house and, most importantly, this pack.

You are too sluggish for me." Elena screamed at me as I walked closer to her.

"Then you should at least do them yourself and know how it feels," I muttered.

"What did you just say?" Ellen asked, walking up to me and ready to pour the glass of cold water he was holding on me.

"I was only apologizing and saying I would be faster next time," I said.

"Then apologize appropriately," Ellen said.

"I'm sorry," I said, getting on my knees.

I had to say something and at least defend myself to avoid stories that touched the heart.

Elena once heard what I muttered behind her mother when she scolded me. She simply called me into her room in a friendly tone and bathed me with hot water mixed with hot pepper.

She dragged me outside her room while I scratched my body in pain and locked me inside her room where no one could hear me scream.

I was treated like a slave which I wasn't.

While Ellen passed beside me, he still dropped the cold water on me not minding how cold it was.

"Do you have anything to say or do you want my mom coming after you?" Ellen asked, rolling his eyes at me.

"Do I have to tell you that my feet are yet to be washed?" Elena asked, pushing her dirty nails into my mouth.

Elena and Ellen would always turn me into their slave anytime Alpha Barker traveled to the human world or visited other packs for official reasons.

I was about to focus on Elena's nails when I saw her carrying up the soap. She was hot with a bowl of hot water and dropped it on my head.

As if the pain wasn't enough, she dropped her bowl of hot pasta on my head making me scream in pain.

I stood up hurriedly and rushed to her bathroom to clean up, but instead, she dragged me outside her room, leaving me alone to find the way to my room.

Since Elena's room wasn't far from mine, all I just did was walk with my hands placed on the wall till I got to my room door.

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