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Chapter 1
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Released on: 25/06/2025
time I had died
ettling deep in my bones. I lay on the crisp white sheets of the hospital bed, the sterile s
looked every bit the powerful governor he now was, his suit immaculate, his fa
his voice smooth as polished stone
imes before. Each time, he brought me back from the brink, his own vitality a temporary loan unt
he back of my hand. "An assassination attempt, right on the steps
and bombs, my family's elixir, our shared lifeblood, pulling him ba
inally gleaming with something that looked like sinceri
ifices. I had a secret of my own, a reason why this promise meant more now than ever.
o share the one piece of news th
ak, the door to my hos
nfamiliar, rushed in. One grabbed Ethan, throwi
harp prick
issolved in
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My Hundredth Death: A Mother's Vengeance
“I had died 99 times for Ethan Lester, my sacrifice healing him with our family's ancient elixir, believing his promises of a future as his First Lady. But when I lay in my hospital bed, pregnant with our child, the truth exploded around me like a bomb: Ethan and his manipulative lover, Nicole, had meticulously planned my family's massacre to steal every last drop of our elixir and now wanted it from my unborn baby. My world shattered as I heard Ethan coldly declare my family's extermination "necessary" for Nicole's healing, plotting to "rescue" me later and lie about the gang who "took" me, while I was trapped, starving, and tortured. How could the man I loved, the father of my child, orchestrate such an unspeakable horror, sacrificing everything and everyone I held dear for a mere scar on his mistress? As the surgeon's scalpel touched my skin, with my last breath and a mother's furious love, I poured every ounce of my life force into my son, making my 100th death my final act of defiance, ensuring he would never bring me back.”