The Husband's Body, Her Revenge

came back

e already closed. Then, the sterile, chemical smell of a hospital, a scent that alway

t my limbs felt heavy, disconnected

rp and wailing, cutting t

do to you? Look at you, all banged up like this.

-law. But her words made no sense. She was calling for Jake.

sting on the white hospital sheet. A man' s hand. Large, with prominent knuckles

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t it wasn' t my hand. I willed my fingers to move, and the fingers on the bed tw

n Jake'

lent horror. She was talking to someone else,

lanned. Chloe is still alive, stuck in the ICU. The doctors say she mi

business partner. A plan. The car accident wa

hat came out was a low groan, rou

ged, the sound for

t didn' t quite reach her hard, greedy eyes. "Jake, you' re

ow. "What about... Chloe?" I asked

ying it' s going to cost a fortune to keep her on life support. A fortune that we don' t have." She leaned closer, her voice dropping again. "Don' t you worry

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ffair. A plot to murder me for money. His family, his own mother,

college. He was charming, ambitious, full of dreams. I was the quiet, trusting girl from a wealthy family, and I fell for him com

nd his new company, TR Company. I believed in h

home, a wedding gift from my parents, became their playground. They treated me like a servant, criticized everything I did, and made my life a living hell. Jake always t

It was so heavy I could barely breathe. But then, something els

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hey had tried to kill me. They had left me to die while they p

ne. I would ruin theirs first. I would use this body, his body, to dismantle everything he had buil

t enough. I w