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Make Him Pay: My Ultimate Revenge

Make Him Pay: My Ultimate Revenge

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Chapter 1 

Word Count: 1078    |    Released on: 15/04/2026

e gurney

hunderstorm over Manhattan. The heavy rear doors of the vehicl

ubber wheels hit the flooded asphalt, spraying

er massive, swollen belly. The thin white hospital gown was already soaked through. B

ower lip. The metallic taste of

of the sliding glass doors. She

ear the hallway!"

p. The harsh, blinding white fluorescent lights on the ceiling flashed past her eyes in a

ician, power-walked toward them. His face was

elt like a serrated knife dra

clamped around the cold metal side-rails of the gurney. S

sed his hands firmly against her lower abdomen. His th

. "Both of them. The twins

attached to Corrine's stomach let out a piercing, h

de as she stared at the screen. "Baby A's he

se Team! Stat C-section, now!

he gurney. His face was

he chaos. "If I don't cut you open right this second, you a

er forehead. The pain was blinding, tearing her bod

ck stack of papers

We need a family member or a legal medical proxy t

mi

Her trembling hand instinctively reached for the pillow next to her head

er husband, Cristofer Clarke. They were standing apart. He wasn't

to unlock it. She dialed the private line. The line Cr

ressed agai

i

i

nd hammered against Corr

arched off the mattress. The phone slipped from h

Sharon urged, grabbing her shoulder. "The ane

Fresh blood pooled in her mouth. Sh

ated syst

the voicemail of

shut. She forced air i

aker, her voice cracking. "Plea

ning harsh. "One more minute and the lack of oxyge

like a physical blow to the face. The heir to the Clarke medi

. More warm blood gushed between her legs. T

handbag. "I'm going to find your conta

orrine

bed Sharon's wrist. Her nai

her. She was just an orphan. A commoner. They would rather wa

pain forced her fading consciousness back in

ead into Dr.

agony. "The law states I can sign for myself. If my babies die because you waited for a man who isn't

threat in her eyes caught him off guard. But the red

a black pen

violently. She dragged the ink across the signature l

, suffocating heaviness crashed over her. Her arm

o!" Dr. Fi

ently through the double d

shut with a loud thud. Sharon stood there, cat

he screen was still glowing. A smea

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“After growing up in an orphanage, Corrine thought marrying billionaire Cristofer Clarke would finally give her a loving family. But her husband didn't care about her; he was busy hosting a late-night pool party with a Hollywood actress while she went into agonizing premature labor. During her emergency C-section, Corrine nearly bled to death alone, and her newborn daughter was sent to the NICU fighting for her tiny life. But nobody told Cristofer the truth about her suffering. A corrupt nanny easily framed Corrine as an unstable mother who starved his unborn heirs. So he ruthlessly ordered his team to lock her in a psychiatric ward, while his aristocratic mother and sister stormed her ICU room, throwing a relinquishment contract onto her bleeding surgical wounds. "We're actually doing you a favor, sweetie. Because honestly? Who knows who the father of those premature freaks really is." After surviving hemorrhagic shock and watching her husband walk in to look at her with pure disgust, her last shred of hope completely shattered. Sitting up with fresh blood soaking her torn stitches, Corrine ripped the contract to shreds and stared dead into his eyes. "That's right. I'm just in it for the money. Get your checkbook ready, Cristofer. I'll see you in court."”