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Flash Marriage To The Wheelchair Tyrant

Chapter 6 

Word Count: 683    |    Released on: Today at 18:52

beside the elderly man, pressing two fingers against his

ent, fluttering in a chaotic tremor-acute myocardial in

called 911?" Casandra commanded, her sharp

the avenue-the ambulance will take at least te

ce; brain death would begin af

and pulled out the slim black leather roll from her in

ngs into him-if he dies, you'll be held liable!" a middle-aged m

eezing glare that made

t him dead on this s

nner forearm, she drove a three-inch silver needle down with pinpoint precision, followed immediately by Pericardium 5 and Hear

against the pavement, and a faint tra

broke from his throat as his hea

the businessman who had tried to stop her shrank back

the falling rain, the streetlight caught a silver metal dolphin keychain dangling

Colvin rasped, barely

s almost here," Casandra said calmly, wiping her

pulled up to the curb. The driver, Arthur Tucker, threw o

hat hap

e rainwater off her knees as s

abilized his heart rhythm for now-get him to the nea

thur's face as he bow

ll me your name-the Black fa

fth Avenue. Not wanting her underground medical techniques tie

st get him t

crowd and disappeared into the dark alleyw

in the khaki trench coat vanish into the

to a gurney, and hooked his chest up to

"The baseline shows he just came out of severe ventricular fibrillation. Someone restar

g, the calm face of that young girl burned into his memory. Grabbing Arthur's we

find that

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Flash Marriage To The Wheelchair Tyrant
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“Brought back from a rusty trailer park, I was supposed to be the Turner family's obedient marriage pawn. But the night before my engagement, I caught my wealthy fiancé and my beloved stepsister rolling around naked in the hotel's presidential suite. I filmed the whole thing, but my biological father didn't care about the truth. He called me an ungrateful wretch, claiming I drugged my stepsister out of jealousy. He released a midnight press statement canceling the engagement due to my bad morals and threatened to cut off my grandmother's life-saving medical payments. To fill the massive hole in the family trust fund, my father quickly found a new use for me. He sold me off to Dedric Black, the notoriously ruthless, paralyzed head of the Black family who allegedly sent his last three fiancées straight to the psychiatric ward. They thought they were throwing a helpless country bumpkin into the wolves' den. What they didn't know was that I am actually a top-tier underground surgeon. Even better, I had just run into my terrifying new fiancé in a men's restroom earlier that night-standing on two perfectly healthy legs. "Tell my father I accept the marriage." I smiled coldly. It was time to see how long my new husband could keep up his little act.”