Daisy Love
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A LOVE SO DIFFERENT
Romance The feeling of being betrayed comes with a price, a huge fear to love again, but is it all worth it? Is the risk worth taking?.
Jessica Miller, an independent doctor yet an orphan, finds herself in a mess after losing her fiancée to her best friend.
With rage, she ran out, drenched by the rain, only to find that a bloody stranger needed her help. She learned to find love again through him and learned to forget her pain, but what happens when she finds out she is pregnant for him, and that bloody stranger is no other than the mafia Lord of New York City. Is he willing to protect her, not minding his status? Or is she willing to take the next step? Find out on HIS SINISTER LOVE.
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CHAPTER ONE
Pain, it's all Jessica Miller could feel as she walked through the rain-drenched. Painful memories kept flashing, and she let out a scream as she fell to the ground. " Should I end it?" "What is there to leave for?" She was confused and hurt as she stood up walking towards the bridge. She blamed her mom and dad for leaving her. ^Don't worry, your daughter will be United to you again," she whispered as if those words would encourage her.
Now, she finally understood why dealing with the feeling of betrayal was difficult. If she could, she would have pulled her hair off but couldn't. So instead, she stood there staring out the water.
A FEW HOURS AGO.
"Jane, what do you think I should get for George?" Jessica asked excitedly. There will be an engagement party three days from now, and she can't wait. " You know our engagement is coming soon", Jessica added.
On the other hand, her friends were texting someone, not feeling bothered with what Jessica was saying, she signed at her friend's hopeless situation. " You know, you won't find a man by looking at your phone all the time, there are many hot and single guys here, and you are missing out", she commented.
She wasn't bothered, for the past few days, Jane has always been with her phone, she was going to continue shopping when she saw her phone beeping. There was an emergency surgery that needed her help. So before leaving the hospital, she instructed her staff to make sure they only called her for emergencies.
"Ohh", she groaned, stamping her feet like a baby throwing a tantrum over a candy. "What?" Jane asked as the noise caught her attention, finally looking at her friend for the first time since they got here. "I'm going to miss tonight's dinner date with George. There is an emergency at work", she explained with great disappointment. She knew George wouldn't like this, he always complained about this, yet he knew she would understand, as she is earning for both of them. Moreover, George didn't work, yet she wouldn't complain cause he would prepare dinner before she returned home, and besides that, he was sweet and supportive.
"This is not the first time you stood him up, Jessi, love, don't worry, he would understand, " Jane said, looking back at her phone, smiling, yep, the only thing she knew was her phone.
" Ok, I guess I will leave then. Would you please help me call and explain things to him," Jessica instructed as she walked down the hallway leading to the parking lot? Then, she entered her car and drove off.
Becca welcomed her at the moment she stepped in." Becca, are you alright" Jessica asked, worrying about her pale face. " Yes, ma", she answered stammering, it was unusual for her to stammer, causing Jessica to get concerned the most.
"Sorry, Ma, but it was a false alarm ", Becca blunted out, closing her eyes not to see Jessica's reaction. "It's what? "Jessica asked, as she had just canceled her dinner date with George. Seeing the look on Becca's face made her calm down. Besides, it wasn't her first time getting a false alarm or an unrelated case, but she still comes to make sure nothing goes wrong, and if
she looks at the bright side of things, she can finally go back to George. Maybe buy dinner on the way, since it was too late to cook.
Becca answered with a nod, "ok, just call me whenever there is a real emergency this time", she said, leaving. She stopped at an eatery and ordered well-packaged food for her.
She happily hummed as she drove,
singing out loud as the music on the radio got the chorus. It was a love song, one she knew by heart. Getting to George home, she saw he had company with the extra female shoes outside. It must be Jane shoes, as it looks exactly like the pair Jane wore, "oh well, they will both have dinner together", she thought, this wasn't the first time, maybe Jane wanted to stay over, she added.
Getting in, a trail of clothes welcomed her, and Jane and George were on the floor. She tried coming up with excuses, but she knew she could not lie to herself anymore. Finally, the trail of clothes ended in George's room. She swallowed nervously as she opened the door. Waving off, the pain hit her as she saw her best friend making out with her fiance.
The bags dropped from her hands, drawing You might like
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She forced me to meet him to apologize. When Preston grabbed my arm, bruised me, and mocked my attack as a pathetic lie, my mother still took his side.
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My heart went completely dead.
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I walked back into my parents' house and calmly slapped a crisp marriage certificate onto the coffee table.
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I tracked his phone to an exclusive French restaurant, only to find him tenderly fastening a blessed bracelet—one I had flown across the world to get for him—onto his college ex-girlfriend's wrist.
The sheer shock triggered a violent placental abruption. Bleeding out in my car just across the street, I frantically called his number. Through the window, I watched him glance at his screen, frown in annoyance, and press decline to focus on his lover. While I was wheeled into a freezing operating room for an emergency C-section utterly alone, he took his mistress back to our marital bed.
He didn't even bother to check if I was alive, completely oblivious that our premature daughter was fighting for her life in the NICU. I soon discovered our entire marriage was a sham. He had used my family's wealth to save his company, and now he was trading me to secure a massive business deal with his ex's father. The man I loved didn't exist; he only saw me as a disposable asset.
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But before she could speak, he tossed a thick document onto the marble table: DISSOLUTION OF MARRIAGE.
"Kara's back," he stated coldly, referring to his childhood sweetheart. "I'm giving her the place she deserves."
He demanded she vacate the penthouse immediately, leaving with absolutely nothing.
She didn't cry or beg. She signed the papers, touched her flat stomach where his secret child grew, and walked out in her old trench coat.
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He was completely unaware that the masked, heavily accented doctor he was threatening was his discarded wife, or that his own flesh and blood were sleeping just down the hall.
Watching him desperately lavish a manipulative liar with the tenderness he had always denied her, the last thread of Vivian's lingering pain simply vanished.
She sent a single, encrypted text to a trusted friend.
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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.
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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.
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Dallas didn't laugh. He pulled out a marriage agreement and a heavy fountain pen.
"Sign," he commanded, his voice a low rumble. "But if you walk out that door with me, you never go back."
I signed my name, trading my life for the only man dangerous enough to keep me safe. Jilted Wife Returns As A Billionaire Heiress
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When she called her husband, Julian, he was busy partying with his actress mistress. He coldly hung up on her, having already drafted a brutal divorce agreement that would leave her with a pittance.
Strangers in the next bed loudly mocked her pitiful state, gossiping about how Julian was dumping her. For years, Chloe had erased her own identity to fit into his elite world, only to be thrown away like garbage. She was completely alone, clutching her helpless babies, bracing herself to sign the cruel papers just to survive.
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When I showed up anyway, his mother pointed a shaking finger at my face in front of the entire upper crust.
"You are a charity case! A beggar! Get out!" she screamed, while Devyn demanded I get on my knees and apologize.
They paraded around like saints, using my family's tragedy for good PR while secretly plotting to steal my last penny and destroy me.
Did they really think I was just a weak, compliant fiancée who would quietly accept her ruin?
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Beside me lay Ezra Gardner-my boss, the billionaire CEO of Gardner Holdings, and the man who could end my career with a snap of his fingers.
He didn't offer an apology for the night before; instead, he looked at me with terrifying clarity and proposed a cold, calculated business arrangement.
"Marriage. It stabilizes the board and solves the PR crisis before it begins."
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I was trapped between a CEO who treated me like a line item on a quarterly report and a boyfriend who had been using me while sleeping with my closest friend. I felt like a pawn in a game I didn't understand, wondering why a man like Ezra would walk up forty flights of stairs on a broken leg just to make sure I was safe.
"Showtime, Mrs. Gardner."
Standing on the red carpet in a gown that cost more than my life, I watched my cheating ex-boyfriend's face turn pale as Ezra claimed me in front of the world. I wasn't just an assistant anymore; I was a weapon, and it was time to burn their world down.