His Walking Blood Bank: The Unwanted Wife

Chapter 5 Freedom in Blood

Word Count: 694 | Released on: 23/07/2026

the failed escape, Em

She lay in bed, sile

recommending observation. The message from Delano was simp

defeated. The surveilla

she had been

e could arrive without delay. Through snippets of conversations from the maids, she'd learned

ed the time. She walked to her vanity

eady. There was

ge across the tender

m. Blood, shockingly red, welled up and spilled

the door, her strength already failing, and press

The world began to swim as the blood flowed out of he

oor. Seeing the blood seeping out from u

erupted i

ead, horrified at the sight of Emilia lying

. He signaled two guards to tail the vehicle in an SUV; he wouldn't let her out of his sight

ision was blurry, but she saw it. The main gates o

d stop an ambulance in a

and onto the public road. As the gates disa

d to staunch the bleeding. With what li

d hospital," she rasped. "Take

confused but followed

dialed a number Zoe had given her, a backup plan for

ntle and anxious. It was El

taut nerves finally relaxed a little, and a great surge of

h, but her will was as unyielding as steel. She had to make sure he understood the urgency of t

arrived at the hospital, Eliot was alr

d state, he was both heartbroken and furio

d his family's medical connections, transferred her to a private, fully equipped medical vehicle. Inside t

long-lost sense of freedom-though it h

upon receiving Hank's report, crushed t

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His Walking Blood Bank: The Unwanted Wife

Yue Rujing Romance

“For three years, I played the perfect wife to billionaire Delano Gates, hoping my quiet devotion would eventually melt his frozen heart. On our third anniversary, he stood me up. Instead, I received an anonymous text with screenshots of his chat with his mistress. The messages revealed a sickening truth: my rare Rh-null blood was the only reason he married me. I wasn't his wife; I was a walking, breathing blood bag to keep his true love alive. When I handed him the divorce papers, he tore them to pieces. "I will not agree to a divorce until Fanny's condition is completely stable. You're not going anywhere." He threatened to bankrupt my father's sinking company if I dared to leak the truth. Then, he locked me inside his sprawling estate, placing guards at every door and confiscating my phone. He even ordered professionals to manage my diet and sleep, just to ensure his 'blood source' remained healthy. I was trapped in a gilded cage, my three years of love reduced to a mere medical supply for another woman. Did he really think his cruelty and wealth could force me to be her literal lifeline forever? Staring at the newly barred windows, I picked up a sharp silver letter opener. Without hesitation, I slashed it across my own wrist. If spilling my own blood was the only way to trigger a medical emergency and open those iron gates, then I would gladly pay the price for my freedom.”