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When Forever Crumbles: Love's Harsh Reality

Chapter 4 

Word Count: 665    |    Released on: 18/08/2025

ets. The night air was cold, but I didn't feel it. I felt

back to me. It' s t

aught between his past and his present. If I wanted to save my marriag

the biggest, most expensive remote-control ca

in bed, looking small and frail against the

pasted a warm smile on

leanor. I brought

he brightly

, stared at me. But there was no childish c

ry sound. "Go away! You' re the

d and shoved me, his small

ements had dislodged his IV line. A bright red drop of blood welled up wh

im, but he slap

shrieked, and pus

h my balance. At the same time, Leo, having lunged with all his might, lost his own fo

tely start

nd Karly rushed in,

e saw the dislodged IV, the bump already for

ng my arms to steady me. "Eleano

stopped. His body went rigid, and h

seizure!" Karly screamed,

' t hesitate. He turned his back on me

a sharp, cramping pain shot through me. I fell bac

ng out of the room with Leo. Karly was

look. It was full of anger and b

ied, a vicious, twisting cramp. I heard Jackson' s frantic shouts

y, praying he would come bac

ever

oorway, my heart breaking wi

on, I thought.

looke

s spreading across the l

t was of the child I would never hold, the life that was slipping away fr

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When Forever Crumbles: Love's Harsh Reality
When Forever Crumbles: Love's Harsh Reality
“My husband, the tech billionaire Jackson Watkins, was perfect. For two years, he adored me, and our marriage was the envy of everyone we knew. Then a woman from his past appeared, holding the hand of a pale, sick four-year-old boy. His son. The boy had leukemia, and Jackson became consumed with saving him. After an accident at the hospital, his son had a seizure. In the chaos, I fell hard, a sharp pain shooting through my abdomen. Jackson ran right past me, carrying his son, and left me bleeding on the floor. I lost our baby that day, alone. He never even called. When he finally appeared at my hospital bed the next morning, he was wearing a different suit. He begged for forgiveness for being absent, not knowing the real reason for my tears. Then I saw it. A dark hickey on his neck. He had been with her while I was losing our child. He told me his son's dying wish was to see his parents married. He begged me to agree to a temporary separation and a fake wedding with her. I looked at his desperate, selfish face, and a strange calm settled over me. "Okay," I said. "I'll do it."”
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