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While I Was Bleeding Out, He Lit Lanterns For Her

Katie Oettgen

As I lay on the floor of our manor, bleeding out from a ruptured ectopic pregnancy, I used my last ounce of strength to call my husband, Cole. I begged him for help, my vision blurring. But the only thing I heard was the clinking of champagne glasses and his mistress's giggle in the background. "Stop the drama, June," Cole snapped, his voice cold. "We're about to go on stage. Don't call again." He hung up, leaving me to die alone on the Persian rug while he accepted an award with another woman on his arm. I woke up in the hospital days later. My baby was gone. They had removed my fallopian tube. Cole finally arrived, smelling of expensive scotch and his mistress's perfume. He didn't hug me. He didn't cry. Instead, he leaned over my hospital bed, pressing his knee into the mattress until my fresh stitches tore open and bled. "You embarrassed me by calling an ambulance," he hissed. "My mistress, Alycia, says you're faking it. Clean yourself up." He left me bleeding again to go announce a $10 million donation to Alycia's "groundbreaking" medical research. I stared at the TV screen, numb. The research Alycia was taking credit for? It was mine. I wrote that patent years ago under a pseudonym. They thought I was just a poor, orphan housewife who needed Cole's money to survive. They had no idea I was actually a billionaire scientist hiding my identity. I pulled the IV needle out of my arm. A drop of blood fell onto the divorce papers I had been hiding. I didn't wipe it off. I signed my name right over it. Then I walked into the bank, reactivated my dormant account with $128 million, and bought the penthouse directly overlooking Cole's house. The mourning widow is dead. The avenger is born.

Romance Crime Revenge Pregnancy Enemies to Lovers Pregnancy Personal Growth

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Sophia Ye came to a standstill in the corridor of Platinum Hotel when she heard her phone ring.

Her silhouette was beautiful and lips bright red. She ran one of her hands through her gorgeous curly hair as the other dug deep in her bag to find the ringing phone. After fumbling a bit, she finally found her phone. It was Alberta Yue, her agent. Her eyes flashed with ice like coldness. She received the call.

"Sophia, for the final time I am telling this. You must not miss today. If you fail to make it today, you won't be able to secure the role in the TV drama series. The supporting role is crucial! The investor this time is very important. He is really handsome. Make the best of it, alright?"

Sophia smiled maliciously and replied, "Noted!"

Truth be told, Sophia Ye wasn't yet famous. She had been in the industry for two long years, but she had only bagged roles of villains. Her career was extremely rocky and she had been part of many scandals already. There was a rumor that she had dated so many men in the past that they could easily form a human chain all around the earth. People also believed that whatever role she played was because she made dirty deals with producers.

"I am requesting you! Do not mess up this time. You might not give a damn about this gig but I do very much..." Sophia Ye knew that Alberta Yue was again trying to lecture her.

She did not have that patience anymore so she cut her in between and asked, "Which room, please?"

"It is room number 909... Listen to me carefully..."

Alberta began again but before she could even finish the line went dead after a beep. Sophia had already disconnected.

She quickly opened the front camera of her phone and reapplied her lipstick. Then confidently she walked towards room 909 with her hips swaying gracefully.

When she reached the door she tapped on it. But no one responded. So Sophia pulled out a packet of cigarettes and walked in.

The moment she entered she saw the most unwelcoming face in front of her.

But Sophia ignored the man completely. She did not even give him a chance to speak. She sat down on the sofa placed opposite the man and put a cigarette between her lips. As she looked around for a lighter she observed the man in front of her.

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