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My Hundredth Death: A Mother's Vengeance

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 542    |    Released on: 25/06/2025

ued" me two

face a perfect mask of anguish and relief. He knelt by my side, gat

so sorry. I'm

nce, he held my hand and told me the story he had rehearsed. He told me the gang had retal

med down his handsome face

o keep her stable. She's lost a lot of blood, she's severely dehydrated.

versation with the head d

e Nicole's face is fully restored, we can... let Jocelyn go. Then I'

to let me die, attend my family's funeral with a grie

fted in and out of consciousness, my life hanging by

oor opened, and Nico

skin was red and raw, an ugly sight. She glided t

se sympathy. "Look at you. So broken. But don't you worry. Y

round the edges of her bandages. "Soon, I'll be perfect again. And

inside m

s. It was a strength I didn't know I had left. I lunged, my hand

am, I hurle

her head, sending water and glass ever

xed on a large, sharp sh

nd this on my own terms. I scrambled out of bed,

rming into the room just as I br

for me, I knew, but for the loss

ed the glass hard against

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My Hundredth Death: A Mother's Vengeance
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.”
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