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His Healing, Her Vengeful Lie

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 1249    |    Released on: 03/07/2025

under the pressure of Jake Miller' s audacious public challenge. Jake stood

there a moment ago. He looked at Jake, then at Chloe' s triumphan

s calm, but it cut through th

rippled through the roo

sing a hand to silence the c

ered slightly. "What a

vis' s current condition is difficult, yes, but not the ultim

n before deliverin

, let' s make it a real one. A tr

en he spoke with chilling precision.

ned for a fraction of a second. "And I advise you not to

o a now-confused Jake. "My patient

room, but a few of the medical professional

ten times worse. Complete transection, plus severe nerve damage in her upper vertebrae. S

dded. "Exactly. Hopeless. Tha

en. We have one month. The goal isn' t just walking. It' s a full recovery. Whoever brings their p

wasn' t just accepting the bet; he was raising the stakes to an astronom

ed. "He' s setting himself up f

n' t anticipated this aggressive, strategic countermove. But he was trapped by his own bravado. In front of this c

ed, trying to regain control. "You' re a fool. You' re going to

o save some nobody to make a point? You' ll fail, and I' ll be there t

imply gave a curt nod.

ice. Have a real medical team monitor whatever 'treatm

ildfire. It was the talk of every club and boardroom. A disgraced medical prodigy versus a celebrity

nsive. He met with her father, David, who had heard the news of the

his real? Are you r

m said simpl

hythmic beep of the machines connected to her. He remembered her from his past life

-draining quantities Chloe had demanded. It was a meticulous, controlled procedure, infusing his unique healing cells d

treatment, David Chen approached

company... it' s a successful biotech firm. I will sign over fifty percent of

aining the legal docu

on. "I accept," he said. He wasn' t doing this for the money, but he would not be a fool

rah' s physical therapy, Chloe and Jake appe

s now adorned with Jake' s sports brand logos. "Playing doc

"Heard you took a payout from her daddy. Guess you' re not s

as reviewing. He was monitoring the faint but

ng, Miss Davis. Stress and poor treatment can have

linical, and fixed his gaze on Chloe'

' d say your muscle atrophy is accelerating. You should be

ker of fear crossed Chloe' s fac

at you' re talking a

. He saw it in her eyes. He had seen the early signs of tissue necrosis, a p

warning he knew she and her fool

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“The numb cold started in my fingertips, creeping inward. I watched Chloe, my wife, her face a mask of impatient fury in the dim tent light. Outside, a blizzard howled, the soundtrack to my dying. My miraculous blood, the blood that could heal, drained from my arm, a crimson offering for a dead man. "More," Chloe demanded, her voice sharp. "It' s not enough. You have to bring him back." Her childhood sweetheart, Jake Miller, lay frozen nearby, a corpse. "Chloe, it doesn' t work like this," I rasped, my vision blurring. "I can heal injuries. I can' t raise the dead." "Liar!" she shrieked, her grief a twisted venom. "You can heal anything! You won' t save him because you' re jealous! It' s your fault he went up that mountain! If you hadn' t forced me to marry you, he' d still be alive!" The accusation was a sick joke. I had healed her to repay a debt, a lie used to trap me. I wasn' t a god, just a medical prodigy. As my lifeblood pooled, the world faded to black, her hateful face my last sight. Then, bright, sterile light. I gasped, eyes flying open in a pristine hospital room. My hands were whole, warm. Mrs. Davis, Chloe' s mother, stood by the window, worried but hopeful. This was the day it all began, the day they begged me to heal their daughter. I remembered my profound sense of duty, repaying a girl I believed saved me. That single selfless act led to a year of loveless marriage, resentment, and my own murder. "Dr. Hayes," Mrs. Davis said, trembling. "We' ve heard about your... gift. They say you can perform miracles." She stepped forward, hands clasped. "My daughter, Chloe... she' ll never walk again. But we believe... you can save her. Please, we' ll give you anything." But my gaze was cold. I saw the contempt, the venom of my past in her desperate eyes. I had been a fool. A naive, sacrificial lamb. Not again.”
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