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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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Late at night, the dimly lit deluxe hotel suite was filled with the sounds of enchanting moans and heavy panting.

The passion subsided after what seemed an eternity.

Resting against Eddie Selleck's chest, Claudia Murphy could feel his steady heartbeat. She gazed at his sharply defined jaw, lost in thought for quite some time.

Suddenly, Eddie's grip around her waist tightened. He leaned in and whispered, "What's on your mind?"

Claudia paused briefly before responding, "I'm thinking about my work."

"Thinking about work now, with me here?" Eddie's voice dropped, his gaze fixed on her, unblinking. "As my secretary, you're sure getting bolder." His tone carried a tinge of displeasure, hinting at his growing annoyance.

Noticing his mood, Claudia sighed inwardly but quickly wrapped her arms around his neck, replying in a sweet tone, "My apologies."

Eddie continued to stare at her, but her charm seemed to soften him, and he smiled, gesturing for her to come closer.

Understanding his cue, Claudia didn't hesitate. She leaned in and initiated another kiss.

The next morning, as Claudia opened her eyes, she found herself alone.

Turning, she spotted Eddie on the phone, his back to her, speaking in hushed, patient tones. Framed by the backlight, his silhouette appeared tall and imposing, exuding an undeniable presence.

Claudia watched, entranced, her lips unconsciously parting, yet she remained silent, not wanting to interrupt.

Eventually, he ended the call and turned to face her, his expression undisturbed. "Morning," he said simply.

"Morning."

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