While I Was Bleeding Out, He Lit Lanterns For Her

As I lay on the floor of our manor, bleeding out from a ruptured ectopic pregnancy, I used my last ounce of strength to call my husband, Cole. 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. I woke up in the hospital days later. My baby was gone. They had removed my fallopian tube. 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. Then I walked into the bank, reactivated my dormant account with $128 million, and bought the penthouse directly overlooking Cole's house. The mourning widow is dead. The avenger is born.

Romance Crime Revenge Pregnancy Enemies to Lovers Pregnancy Personal Growth

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Anastasia POV

''Ana, hurry up, you're going to be late!'' My sister, Alexis echoed through the door. Roughly sighing, I closed the bathroom lights and head out from my bedroom.

''Do I look okay?'' I asked nervously, brushing my pink blouse in a speed motion.

''You look fine, " She tucked my hair behind my ear and fixed my glasses a bit.

I nodded slowly and respond ''I don't think I can do it.''

''You can, okay? You will get the job, can you please stop overthinking?''

''I'll try."

''Relax Ana. Everything's going to be okay. Here are my keys. Drive safe, and dinner is at six.'' I mouthed 'thank you' to Alexis and walked out of the apartment.

Today is the day that I am going to be interviewed at the Lange Corporations by the one and only millionaire Fabian Lange.

Lange Corporations is a multi-millionaire company that's well known for their exquisite fashion collections here in Tallahassee, FL. The company is also a client of Calvin Klein and C.L. Enterprise NYC.

Very chic, trendy, and full of colors.

I'm so fucking nervous, I really think that I'm going to pee in my pants. I haven't been so nervous for a while, just thinking about trying to get into Lange spark my skin, releasing a domino effect of goosebumps all over my body.

If I don't get in, I'm screwed.

It's my only way to be a fashion stylist at this luxurious company. It has been a dream of mine to be part of it and I know there are many fashion companies I could be with; but this, this is my chance to own my career to my full potential.

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Arriving at the Corporations, I went to the receptionist at the front desk who was gossiping like there's no tomorrow. Her blonde hair was pulled back tightly to the point that you could see her scalp.

Poor girl.

She smacked her gum loudly and gave me that "what the fuck you want" look.

"How can I help you?" She said, smacking her gum again.

"M.. my... name is Anastasia, I'm here for the interview of the—"

"The collections? Right?" She interrupted.

Nodded slowly I let out a soft chuckle and cleared my throat anxiously. She smacked her gum once again that made me cringe at the rapid motion of chewing on her gum.

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