Reborn Heiress: Divorcing My Ruthless Husband

medical bleach violently force

ached. She jolted up from the suffocating darkness, he

above the bed seared her retinas, blurring her vision for a few ago

rain soaking through her clothes. She heard the deafening roar of the Hewitt Corporation building collapsing into r

ed instinct. Her fingers grabbed at the thin fabric o

as f

absence of the six-month-old life that had been growi

in the rain, his broad shoulders shielding Kelsi Warner as he guided th

the delicate skin. The metallic, rusty taste of her own blood flooded her to

ick IV needle was taped to the back of

d the needle out in one br

g onto the pristine white hospital sheets. She stared at the bright red stains

ttress. She stumbled forward. Her bare feet hit the freezing marble f

the edges of the porcelain sink. Her knuckles tur

young. The deep lines of exhaustion and despair from her final days were gone.

y stepped into the room. The woman saw the blood trailing across the

rushed forward, reachin

nds away. The slap echoed sh

ld as shattered glass. "What is the exact date tod

ht of Alaya's stare. "It... it's Thursday, October 14th. Yo

d down her cheek and dropped off her chin. It was

t the red emergency button on the wall. A piercing alarm

es, the senior nanny who had worked for the Hewitt family for two deca

oward Alaya with her arms wide open. "Oh,

pull Alaya in

t raise her arms to return the embrace. Instead, she stared at the side

ders and shoved the older woman away. The push

red smudges on the floor. She sat down on the edge o

?" she demanded. Her v

ed away, her hands nervously twisting the botto

rtably. "Mr. Suarez is currently handling an emergency cro

on her fingertips. A low, chilling l

as happening. He was currently lying in a cheap bed in

egging the doctors to call her husband, begging for his love. Right now

at the doctor. "Inject me with a

absolutely clear for the

protocol dictates that we monitor your n

ing through the room like a scalpel. "If you do not push that medication into my IV in the n

odded quickly to the nurse, who

ack against the pillows. She reached out and grabbed

zero missed calls. Zero text messages from her husband. It

t. Her thumb hovered over t

delete button fo

She typed in "Social Climber." Then, she toggled

way outside. The faint, distinct scent of ce

stepped into the room. He wore a custom-tailored

the bed. His dark eyes loc