Daisy Harrison was brutally killed by her stepsister and fiancee in her previous life after she had 4 abortions for him in their 8-year-old relationship. Eventually, after being reborn, she was taken back to the timeline before she got married to the scumbag that betrayed her, and she vowed to take back her dignity from all her foes.
Chapter 1 Hit By Love
"After 4 successful abortions in 8 years! No way, and no way I say, I'm leaving it this time." Daisy uttered with her gritting teeth and paused for a response from the receiving end.
"You aren't saying anything, right, but just know it's my final decision." Daisy spoke sternly with her weak voice barely above a whisper to her fiancee.
"Try to understand the picture I'm trying to paint here, Daisy; I have a career to defend, I have my brand to protect, and my reputation is at stake here. What would my father say of me?" He asked, but Daisy remained speechless while she continued to listen to him.
"We need a proper wedding without this thing, Daisy." Alex's persuasive words were well received but not quite utilized with the immediate response he got from Daisy.
"I don't care, Alex!" I don't care if the whole world turned against me; I don't care if they know I'm getting married during my pregnancy; I can't abort this one on your meaningless terms, Alex." Daisy clearly declared sharply to him.
"Shut your trap!" Alex spat loudly with his deep and harsh voice etched with anger.
"Daisy, how dare you go against my decisions?" Now I see you are a destiny destroyer. "Oh!" You've grown wings, right?" He questioned and paused for a second before he continued.
"See, let me inform you: if you refuse to remove that thing from your stomach, then we can't work. We aren't having it tomorrow, so suit yourself and nurse it on your own. I've told you what you need to do, so I expect you to be mature just like in old times," Alex said harshly, with no concern etched on his voice.
His words left Daisy broken; for a few seconds, she remained silent with tears welling down her eyes. She listened without saying anything to Alex until he decided to hang up the call on her.
"Please wait, Alex; I've heard everything you said, but you and I need to sit down and discuss everything today; after all, it's been two days since we last saw each other, and our wedding is happening tomorrow morning. Where are you, Alex?" Daisy calmly inquired, but Alex ignored her questions and hung up the call with no response from the other end, then the beeping sound of the phone.
Leaving her confusedly sad and twisted about the strange attitude of the man she has spent 8 years of her life with.
As she sat down calmly in the dimly lit Crystal Bar, a mini-bar located very close to her workplace in New York City.
Daisy tries to redial his number, but he keeps on saying the number is "UNAVAILABLE," so she drops her phone angrily on the wooden table before her, and then she signals to one of the familiar waiters passing by her side with a silver tray in his left hand.
"Hey! John, Get me your strongest drink, please," she muttered, with her voice barely above a whisper.
John hesitated at first as he fixed a concerned gaze on her. Although she had been their regular customer for a while, she had never ordered alcohol before; all her orders were always based on coffee, water, and the like, but not alcohol.
"Ma'am, what would you like to order again?" He questioned in a low tone, pretending not to hear her the first time.
"Get me your strongest alcoholic drink. Are you deaf or what?" She said, while she stomped her feet.
He left as he saw her face blazing with fury; he quickly granted her order without hesitation.
In a few seconds, he arrived with a bottle of chilled tequila with 5% alcohol volume. She reached out for it immediately as he placed it gently on the table.
Daisy shamelessly drank the wine directly from the bottle without using the glass-made cup in front of her.
"Easy, lady, don't end your miserable life in Crystal Bar; go home to your family." A strange voice of a man whispered in a low tone beside her, but she ignored his warning and continued; she drank herself to the fullest until she became intoxicated.
Finally, she decided to leave Crystal Bar as she grabbed her black leather bag in a sober state.
She left with her mind filled with thoughts of informing her stepsister, Rose, about what was happening in her relationship.
She gently picked up her phone and dialed Rose's number, and while she was waiting for her to pick up the call, she took out a neat dollar note from the bench in her bag, then folded the note on the table for the waiter, with her phone still attached to her left ear as she walked out of Crystal Bar, with her two legs staggering on each other.
She kept on dialing her digits, trying to reach her before getting to her house, but her phone screen kept on displaying "Ringing! With no response from the other end.
However, after 45 minutes of driving, Daisy stopped dialing Rose's number when she arrived in front of her house.
"Rose's car is here, so she must be at home." She whispered inwardly to herself when she saw Rose's black Benz parked in front of her house. A gift from their father when she clocked 20.
As Daisy made her way to Rose's room, she heard a faint murmur of voices coming from inside. One of the voices was unmistakably Rose's, but the other voice was vaguely familiar, yet somehow unsettling. Daisy's curiosity got the better of her, and she pushed open the door gently, her eyes scanning the room.
What she saw made her blood boil. Alex, her fiancé, was in bed with Rose, their bodies entwined in a passionate embrace. Daisy's eyes widened in shock and outrage as she took in the scene before her.
She took out her phone and quickly recorded them before they got up from their positions.
Then Without hesitation, Daisy stormed over to the bed, her anger and hurt fueling her actions. She grabbed Rose by the hair, yanking her off Alex's naked body.
"What's wrong with you?" Leave her alone!" Alex screamed at her, trying to defend Rose from Daisy's rage.
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