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Flash Marriage to My Billionaire Savior

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 1281    |    Released on: Today at 11:10

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the way into the emergency room of Saint Jude Memorial Hos

old. My mother was slumped on it, her hands pressing ag

pletely blocked, Audrey..." my mother s

the catheterization lab fo

ng for a single step on that hard,

heavy double doors of the w

expensive cashmere sweater and holdi

He didn't ask why my clothes were still w

very first sentence was: "Why is

him blankly wit

nside having emerge

anishing act!" Aaron scolded coldly, pulling a charging ca

amily crisis excuses tho

e, skillfully entered his administrator password, an

ated alarm--as long as my phone battery dropped below fi

that in the shared notification list,

y voice trembling: "Why doe

a meeting and can't reach you, she c

ation?" I trembled all over, feeling a sick

he is my closest friend," Aa

out gracefully, holding a cheap, wi

asked softly, tilting her head slightly w

es said plants aren't allowed in the ICU, so

hest felt so tight I

s on the floor and then

mpered with my apartment door lock again," Bella's voice trembl

d, and without hesitation, he pul

ew condo on Elm

ing at him in disbelief:

int: "The house is sitting empty anyw

lf of the down payment for that condo was pa

't even married yet, and you're already drawing

nds, and large teardrops imm

doesn't like me, I can't let you two fight because of me. I'll just go

rward and forcefully shoved

. "If something happens to a woman living alone

to Bella's palm, a loud

ace, but I distinctly saw a mocking smile tug at the

k, the emergency room doors

rubs rushed out and

alter Mcleod?" the doct

I immediatel

his vitals, but he must be urgently transported to the university cardiac center for an advanced bypass surgery within four hours. The sp

sped, swaying on her feet. "All our sav

and grabbed Aaron's arm

tears finally breaking through. "Your phone has the primary account authentication token. Please, immediate

ust looked down a

pped up on his t

device battery is

as cold as frost, comple

forty-eight percent." Aaron's tone was

y charged. Not only are you making a chaotic, disgraceful scene in

med hysterically, shaking his arm desperatel

hundred percent, prove to me you can manage y

int assets for someone who can't

erently and strode away

perately behind him, but

tor, and the cold metal doors sli

ng lobby, my vision

gged it into the outlet by the nurse's st

p; it was a new photo Bella Aguirre

it living room of my bran

, holding a glass of white wine in her hand, with the panorami

nd his comment was prominently

es to be treated with tenderness. From now

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Flash Marriage to My Billionaire Savior
Flash Marriage to My Billionaire Savior
“For two years, my fiancé Aaron controlled my life with a sick, suffocating rule: if my phone battery dropped below fifty percent, all our plans would be immediately canceled. He claimed it was to cure my habit of procrastination. At my twenty-sixth birthday party, my battery showed forty-nine percent. With all my friends gathered and the candles on the cake already lit, Aaron coldly canceled our private room right in front of everyone. "Rules are rules, Audrey," he said, completely ignoring my burning humiliation. "Missing one birthday will finally teach you a lesson." On Thanksgiving, he was supposed to make his first formal visit to my parents. My mother had been cooking since dawn. Halfway there, Aaron's female best friend, Bella, sent a text: "My phone is dying. I'm alone at the airport and so scared." Aaron slammed on the brakes and immediately turned the car around. "My parents are still waiting at home," I reminded him. He just sped up and yelled, "Her phone is dying! What if she loses contact?" When we rushed into the airport terminal, I watched Bella throw herself into his arms. Aaron quickly pulled out his power bank, charging her phone with a tenderness he had never shown me. But as her screen lit up, I clearly saw the battery icon: ninety-eight percent. Aaron just smiled indulgently and tapped her nose. "Next time, don't scare me like this," he whispered softly. I looked down at my fully charged battery and dialed the billionaire tech CEO who had been quietly loving me for four entire years. "Are you still willing to marry me right now?"”