YOU WILL NEVER BE MY GOD, FELIX.

Chapter 5 – HEAVEN OR HELL

Word Count: 871 | Released on: 30/05/2025

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turn around. Mr. William also stood there shocked, but

er, she's worth

he fact that it was happening on my birthday mad

ta, we will be leaving

, aside "Hey" it was "Fool, slut, bitch" or somethi

stepped out of the mansion, I inhaled s

for him, and it made me question just how importa

mpting to escape?" h

mes, but it led to trouble each time I tried. You c

This time nobody's going to

processed the words that had just left his lip

had nowhere to go but start again i

you," I murmured, wa

to escape. This is your only chance," he stated

tepped into the car

ggle as he said, "Don't ever

from the one Mr. William was in, and I was extremely gratefu

ter of many trees and streets. It would take an hour from the man

d a home in such a place where humans don't exist,

de the car and bowed their heads, and I calmly did the same,

oming?" Felix

and trailed behind Felix, I guess I'm

he mansion, and

ings?" he blurted out,

o carry," I resp

t," he stated, "Just s

e attempted to walk away

d cost you your life." He announced. "Whenever I call you, respond immediately, don't make me call you twice, that could also cost you your life. This house must remain clean as it is right now, and at night, b

ted. Now I understand what it means when pe

stand," he muttered

it," I dec

rooted to the spot. His mouth hung open,

still as he tried to

close that he couldn't help but take two steps b

iately when you call me, so you'll have to call me twice or three times. This house would not always remain clean because I will d

k midnight, signaling the e

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YOU WILL NEVER BE MY GOD, FELIX.

Ringing The World Romance

“Trigger warning: This novel might give you chills towards the ending. There are not too serious bloody scenes and violence. What is obsession? Am I obsessed? At first, I was just his substitute, then I became his real bride, then the supposed real bride returned, and I was kidnapped, tortured, and forced to divorce. Then I committed suicide because I couldn't handle it, but I didn't fucking die. Then I became a stalker of my ex-husband, who barely remembers me because I was declared dead by the world, and my face got melted down when the supposed real fucking bride poured acid on me, so I had a surgery that changed my whole face and my entire identity. Then I started working for him again under a new identity and a freaking irresistible new face, and he fell in love with the new me, yet still traumatized by the old me, so I had to reveal to him that I was the same person. He was happy and relieved, but the world wasn't. We were chewed on, spat out, and stepped on, yet we didn't stay away. Then he was fired from his company by his grandmother, who suddenly announced she had adopted a new son who would take over the company. We were already broken when I was kidnapped again, and bombs were planted on me. I thought I would die, but we were able to defuse the bomb and escape, and we really thought the horror was over until we were shot in the head by God knows who. Then we survived the tragic gunshot incident, his surgery was successful, but mine wasn't, so I forgot everything about him and was forbidden to remember because a damn bullet is stuck in my head like a time bomb that could kill me if it moves to a sensitive part of my brain. Then suddenly, he was on the TV, framed for murder. I couldn't hold back, I found myself in prison fighting for him with a gun in my hand, and somehow ended up in a coma, because the damn bullet in my head shifted... to the wrong direction. Then, in between this chaos, the doctor announced I was pregnant.”