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Rising From Fire: The Betrayed Wife's Return

Chapter 5 

Word Count: 737    |    Released on: Today at 18:02

ullivan. She found him in the corridor,

Sulli

his expression as gua

About yesterday," she began, her voice soft. "I apolo

nd apologetic tone se

ords a mix of truth and strategy. "I do too. Even if our m

eal, and that authenticity bled int

t a fraction. "I hope your actions will

or him, I was hoping to understand his si

ayson's eyes flashed with a danger

f that's too much to ask... I was just wondering, are th

seemed to touch a different nerve. The hardness

amian. He's fi

, after narrowly escaping death, she had given birth to quadruplets. But her joy w

ing about a motherless five-year-old boy tugged at her heartstrings,

asked, her voice softeni

e's not. After Mr. Caspian's acc

g into her palms, the sharp pain the only thing keeping her upright

say?" she managed to

ty, sighed. "They can't find anything physically wrong.

r. "It gets worse. He started a hunger

child so young trying to starve himself

happened

. She's the daughter of a business associate Mr. Caspian was in talks w

me into her memory.

dal wave of emotions. She looked directly at Grayson, h

one of his legal guardi

ot a request.

an, who just moments ago seemed apologetic and

s room on the third floor. But.

ry," El

the main staircase, each step

ss? A hunger strike? Connected to a woman named

she felt an overwhelming urge to

is face. For the first time, he wondered if this

er suspicious behavior to Arthur.

loor. A decorative letter 'D' hung on it. From

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Rising From Fire: The Betrayed Wife's Return
Rising From Fire: The Betrayed Wife's Return
“Six years ago, I was tied to a cold metal chair in an abandoned warehouse, staring in disbelief at my fiancé and my half-sister. They didn't just steal the medical patent I spent countless nights perfecting. They sneeringly revealed that my fiancé had never touched me, and the baby I was carrying actually belonged another person, whom they had drugged me to sleep with. To cover up their conspiracy and steal my inheritance, my half-sister poured gasoline over my body. My fiancé tossed a lighter, and I screamed in pure agony as the wall of fire swallowed me. I watched them walk away arm in arm without a single glance back. I barely survived, crawling out of the burning hell with my skin charred and my identity reduced to ashes. For six agonizing years, I endured brutal surgeries to reconstruct my face, living like a ghost in the shadows. I couldn't fathom how the people I loved could be so monstrous, leaving me to burn while they basked in the glory of my stolen achievements. But they didn't know I crawled out of that inferno. Today, I stepped into their sprawling estate with a new face, signing a contract to marry that very same comatose man-My fianc é's uncle. I am going to wake my husband, rescue my blind son, and drag my murderers straight to hell.”