While I Was Bleeding Out, He Lit Lanterns For Her

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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The elevator slowly rose. Sarah’s heart was filled with anticipation and sweetness when she thought of Julian, whom she had not seen for half a month. He said he had a good news to tell her.

Will he make a proposal today?

She had waited for this day for a long time. Sarah was carrying the soup dumplings in her hands. She got up at three in the morning and made it especially for Julian. She was afraid that he would be thirsty, so she specially made black bean soy milk. As long as Julian liked it, no matter how many things he asked her to make, she would still be happy.

When the elevator reaches the top floor, Sarah walked out and headed towards Office of President.

There was still an hour and a half until work time. The entire corridor was quiet. Sarah wanted to give Julian a surprise, so she deliberately slowed down her footsteps.

She walked to her office and pushed the door open. She wanted to walk in and put down the bag first. However, she was surprised to find that the door of the President’s Office was half open and there was a faint sound coming from inside.

Sarah was stunned. She looked at President’s office door two meters away and walked over. She opened the office door and found that there was no one inside but the sound became more and more clear.

“Ah, no, no, Julian!”

A woman’s voice came from Julian’s lounge, emitting a strong ambiguous atmosphere.

Sarah felt like a lighting thunder explode in her head!

No matter how stupid she was, she knew what they were doing!

But, it was impossible! Absolutely impossible!

This was Julian’s office, how could such a thing happen! Her body could not control itself as she walked into the President’s Office. She heard Julian’s name clearly! But she did not believe it! She didn’t believe that the man she had fallen in love with since middle school would do such a thing!

He wouldn’t! He definitely wouldn’t!

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