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He Finally Touched Me, But Called Her Name

He Finally Touched Me, But Called Her Name

Author: Qing Shui
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Chapter 1 

Word Count: 848    |    Released on: Today at 17:03

on Adela as she surfac

ing wa

lling of expensive whiskey and a clo

away, her hands mee

w even in the dark. Cedar and tobacco. Her husband, Caden-a man

er ear, a ragged whisper

ist

ade. He was drunk and thou

way, to escape. But he wouldn'

assion, but of possession. Of release. The silk

topped

e tear tracing a silent path from t

g windows. Adela woke to a deep, soul-crushing s

dressed in a flawless bespoke suit. His eyes

small plastic case onto the duvet in f

voice was devoi

ception. The humiliation of the night before cr

hard. "Caden, you wer

accident to get pregnant? To escape your che

marriage was a transaction, an agreement she'd signed to cover her grandmoth

s, her voice a raw whi

ience s

mped around her jaw, forcing her mouth open. The pressur

then grabbed the glass of water from the

and the bitter pill slid down. Tears she co

form with pure disgust. "Don't forget what you are. A wife

lored cuffs, as if he had jus

will personally drag you to a clinic

without a backward glance. The heavy s

ized her stomach. She scrambled to the bathroom, collapsing in front of the t

ection in the mirrored cabinet. Pale face, empty eyes. A

s a gilded cage, her only human contact the housek

c. But a deep fatigue began to settle in her bones, and waves of nausea would hit her

the sink, a terrifying thought pie

rom the back of the medicine cabinet. She'd bought it months

. Time stretched, each sec

stick, squeezing her eyes shut. She to

Bright, sharp,

silent gasp. The test slipped from her n

as pr

ll come. Was it a sick joke from fate, or the beginning of an even deepe

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He Finally Touched Me, But Called Her Name
He Finally Touched Me, But Called Her Name
Qing Shui Romance
“I married billionaire Caden Moran to pay my grandmother's medical bills, knowing full well it was just a cold transaction. But everything spiraled out of control when I stared at the two bright pink lines on a pregnancy test. Caden hated me to my core. He believed I was a jealous arsonist who nearly killed him in a fire fifteen years ago, while he deeply loved my stepsister Cristal, the girl he thought saved him. After a drunken night, he had violently shoved an emergency contraceptive down my throat. "If I find out you tried any tricks, I will personally drag you to a clinic and have that thing scraped out of you." My life became a living hell. At a family dinner, my other stepsister threw herself into a pool and framed me. My own father slapped me across the face in front of a crowd of wealthy guests. Caden didn't even ask for my side of the story. He just looked at me with bottomless disgust, wrapped his jacket around her, and abandoned me in the hostile crowd. Later, he saw the rose tattoo on my collarbone-the exact spot where I was severely burned while dragging him out of that fire. Instead of realizing the truth, he assumed it was a mark from another lover and viciously humiliated me. For fifteen years, I bore the blame and his hatred, hiding the fact that I was his real savior. Now, I heard Cristal was returning from Europe to take her place as his wife. Touching my still-flat stomach, my shattered heart finally went completely cold. I picked up my phone and called my only friend. "I need you to help me find the best OB-GYN in the city. And... the best divorce lawyer."”