His Unwanted Wife, Her Vengeful Heart

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arionette with severed strings. The impact knocked the wind out of me, a searing agony blossoming i

tched with a fleeting moment of alarm, his eyes wide. "What the hell did you do?" There was a strange u

and betrayal. Now you care? Now, after you sold me? I just

, a wet warmth spreading against my clothes. I trie

armed the courtyard, their faces grim. They worked with practiced

imper. "Caleb! My ankle

elicate grimace on her face. Her ankle, perhaps slightly twisted, but c

n, now darted to her, instantly losing their focus on my plight. "Eva! Are you alr

d between us. "Sir, this woman is in critic

ic. Eva, tell them what you need." He turned his fu

"Oh, Caleb, I... I think I'm going to faint. My head... it's pou

medics, his voice laced with panic. "Get h

orward. "Sir, with all due respect, this young woman has severe i

e dropped, dangerously low. "Eva needs

Eva's eyes fluttered open for a split second, meeting mine. There was no pity, no concern. Only a col

e chose her. Again. Always her. The last thing I saw before darkness claimed me again w

but the machines hummed a gentler tune. A kind doctor explained the extent of my injuries: multiple fractures, internal hemorr

ine ceiling, a strange calm settl

eaching my ears. "...Caleb Wiley... furious... Judge Contreras... r

er, or even to ensure I received medical care. This wasn't about me. This was about his property, his reputation. Contreras had dared to tou

aching void. He appeared in the news, showering Eva with gifts, publicly doting on her

iff and unwieldy. I missed the whisper of charcoal on paper, the vibrant hum of cell

le of betrayal... it had to end. I would heal. I would disappear. And then, I woul