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When Love Arrives Too Late
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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.At Seamarsh Airport, Stella Anderson stood waiting at the waiting area with a large suitcase at her feet.
She glanced at her watch again. It had been thirty minutes since she got off the plane. And yet, her husband whom she had gotten married to a year ago was nowhere in sight.
She fanned herself with her fingers while frowning. She already had a bad impression of someone she had never met.
This was supposed to be their first meeting. How could he be so late?
As she watched people come and go, she couldn't help but recall her hasty marriage.
It had happened a year ago after her grandfather came down with a serious illness.
Stella, who was abroad at the time, rushed home to see him. It was then he made it known that he hoped to see her get married soon.
Stella wanted to say no. But when she remembered how her grandfather adopted her from an orphanage and raised her into the adult she had become, she didn't have the heart to disappoint him.
And so, she got married to the man her grandfather picked for her; a man she had never met.
The groom wasn't present on their wedding day. Someone else stepped in to handle the registration of the marriage.
She didn't know her husband at all. All she knew was his name and that he was a businessman.
To this day, Stella wasn't sure if her compromise was the right choice. Her so-called husband wasn't particularly giving her something to like about him.
She glanced at her watch for like the hundredth time. An additional ten minutes had passed.
Stella sighed exasperatedly. Just as she took out her phone to call her grandfather, a screeching sound pierced the air and almost burst her eardrums.
A silver Aston Martin came to a screeching halt in front of her. The driver's seat window rolled down.
Stella took a step back. Once she saw a familiar face, she blurted out, "Why are you here?"
Behind the wheel was the last person she expected to see now—her cousin, Oliver Palmer.
"Ouch! That hurts!" Oliver clutched his chest as though he was really hurt. After getting out of the car, he pouted. "Your return is so important. We haven't seen each other for a long time. As your cousin, I couldn't resist the urge to come pick you up. But you are so mean to me. It's not fair!"
Stella wasn't surprised or deceived by his poor acting.
She rolled her eyes and sucked her teeth, refusing to speak.
"Hop in, Stella. You must be tired and hungry. I'll treat you to lunch." After grabbing her suitcase with one hand, Oliver placed his other hand on her shoulder and shoved her to the car.
"Wait! I can't go with you." Stella stopped him.
"Why?" Oliver stopped. He scoffed when something occurred to him a moment later. "Is it because of your husband? You still want to wait for him?"
Stella didn't utter a word, but her look said it all.
Oliver snorted. "Don't wait for him anymore. Need I remind you that he has never contacted you since you guys got married? Doesn't that tell you enough?"
Stella was lost for words.
"If he wanted to come pick you up, he would have shown up before I did. How can you trust a man that has ignored your existence for one year?" Oliver added in a more sarcastic tone.
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When Love Comes Late
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Too Late For His Love
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Too Late For Love, Too Late For Life
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Too Late to Love You
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Too Late, Mr. Billionaire
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