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Beyond the Grave: My Ex-Husband's Ruin

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 578    |    Released on: 25/06/2025

crumpled check. He threw it at Andrew' s feet. It

. We don' t owe you a da

ok a cigarette from a silver case, lit it, and took a

Gabby, who leeched off me.

w lunged forward and grabbed his

orch to convince your dad... and this is the thanks

the cigarette onto the

but Andrew held him fast. The sme

, his face inches from my brother's. "I gave her a

contorted in pain and disbelief. "All we ever saw w

? Your whole fam

t the railing. He gave a sharp, almost invisible signal

the

ck of his SUV. They bounded onto the porch, their snarling turning into a frenzy of v

acing his small, broken body between the mo

of any emotion as he watched the scene unfold. "Get Gabby bac

ss meeting. As he left, his phone rang. I saw the name on the screen: M

t of my ethereal tether. I was forced to watch hi

ols. Wha

eet voice cooed th

It' s all my fault... my body rejected

l find a new donor. We have to use a live donor, the doctors

n I always knew had a conscience, rus

st came in. It' s... it' s a death

licker of annoyance cross

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Beyond the Grave: My Ex-Husband's Ruin
Beyond the Grave: My Ex-Husband's Ruin
“Three years after my death, my music mogul husband, Andrew Scott, sued my estate. His claim? That the bone marrow I donated to his starlet lover, Molly Clarkson, was failing her, causing her leukemia to relapse. I' m a ghost, tied to him, forced to watch him rage. He held a press conference, signing over my life' s work-my entire unreleased song catalog-to Molly, calling it a "gift." When that stunt didn' t work, he stormed to my family' s modest home, accusing me of faking my death, convinced I was just hiding. He dismissed my younger sister, Stella' s, pleas that I was dead, then brutally attacked my beloved three-legged terrier, Banjo, as a twisted warning. He boasted about financially bailing out my family, twisting the knife. But Andrew didn' t know the whole truth. I died from complications after the bone marrow procedure, critically weakened. I had a rare genetic condition, Fanconi anemia, which made the donation incredibly high-risk. The doctors Molly paid never told him, and they gave me a dangerously low dose of anesthesia, leaving me paralyzed but conscious, feeling every agonizing drill into my bones. I died less than two weeks later, while he celebrated Molly' s "remission" in Aspen. He believed the falsified hospital records saying I was discharged in stable condition, refusing to accept I was gone. Now, my spirit screamed as Andrew vowed to find me, threatening my family with unspeakable violence unless I reappeared. My grave was empty. My brother, Matthew, will bring me home.”
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