LOGINTo get back at me for taking one extra piece of lettuce at dinner, Simon Quinn drugged me right after my surgery and left me with a stomach perforation. My wife finally managed to book a specialist appointment for me, but Simon suddenly claimed his own stomach hurt so badly he couldn't stand it and stole my slot. I begged my wife to take me to the hospital first. She told me to endure it. Then, when I called an ambulance myself, she punished me by having someone hang me upside down in the bedroom. "If we hadn't had to eat those awful health meals with you, why would Simon's stomach hurt? "I heard hanging upside down helps stomach pain. After a few minutes, you'll naturally feel better." The pain made my body convulse. I cried and begged her to send me to the hospital. Instead, she kicked me hard in the abdomen. "Stop acting. Don't think I don't know you're just jealous of Simon! "Someone as kind as Simon would never drug you. If anything, you're the one who might've slipped something into the food to make his stomach hurt. Once the results come out, I won't let you off!" I grabbed her pant leg in agony. "I'm not lying. He told me himself he drugged me. Please, for the sake of our eight years together, give the specialist appointment back to me." She stepped on my hand in disgust. "You just had surgery. How could anything happen to you? Stop trying to drive a wedge between us. If you weren't such good househusband material, I would've divorced you long ago." Later, after she saw that Simon was perfectly fine, she finally remembered me. But the housekeeper was trembling all over. "Mr. Bowman died a long time ago..."
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Sorry to all those heroines who thought they were smart and helping only to get caught by the villains. Sorry for scolding you guys. I never thought I would be among them but here I am, where exactly I don't know but in a similar situation. Now I understand the pain and suffering you went through that might be projected as stupidity.
I'm currently tied to my chair. My left side of the face is throbbing horribly from the hitting I took and there is something seriously wrong with my left eye which is closed shut. My body is covered in bruises. I don't know how much time has passed since my last beating. My stomach grumbles reminding me that the last thing I ate is Long gone. There is nothing in this room except the chair I’m tied to. I can hear water dripping somewhere, making its own rythm.
Drip...tap.
Drip...tap.
Drip...tap.
It's been 5 days since I’m captured. They thought they could break me, but I still have some fight left in me. I am not going to let go that easily. Whoever is doing this don't know me completely. I have a hunch who is behind this. I try again to loosen my hands without any success.
Suddenly I hear footsteps approaching me. I know it's not time yet for the next round. Something is wrong. I take my position hunching my shoulders and looking weak. The door opens and I blink just to make sure I'm looking right. My brain is telling me something, but I'm still stuck in my position. I think I took too many beatings, that's it. That must be-
' I presume my guys took care of you nicely', the person in front of me asked while checking her nails in a leisurely fashion.
I don't know what to say, am I hallucinating? How could this be? Where did I go wrong in my calculation? I thought I figured it all out, then how could I be so wrong? Why will she do it? What will she gain from this? How is she involved in all this?
' I know you are not that dumb; I'm talking to you', the person in front of me sneers, jabbing at me with the gun held in her hands.
Finally, I could make my mouth work after a couple of seconds and all I could breathe out was ‘Why?'
I wanted to shout that word, but only a wheeze escapes from me. I’m shocked. That’s it.
'Seriously, do you think I'm going to all bad villain on you like in old movies and confess my crimes? Grow up. But I have to say I'm disappointed in you. I sure thought you would be able to solve but anyways'.
And she pointed a gun right at my head. It’s funny how they say you can watch your whole life passing before your eyes at the time of death, but I didn't feel anything.
'It was nice meeting you'
BANG.
After a long while, Felicity shook her head and grabbed my hand, slapping it hard against her face."Caleb, this can't be real. Hit me. Hit me until you're satisfied, and then let's talk properly. I can hire the best doctors to treat you."I pulled my hand back. I only felt disgust."There's nothing to talk about. I don't want to see you again for the rest of my life."The moment I said that, Felicity let out an endless, grief-stricken wail.It seemed she had finally realized there was no chance for us to reconcile.She knelt there in the room, her once-proud shoulders collapsed.I did not stop her. She owed me this.When my uncle returned, he met this unwelcome guest immediately."You still have the nerve to come here?"She lowered her head meekly, completely without her former arrogance."Everything has come to this because of my mistakes. You can punish me however you want. I'll accept it."But could you please put in a good word for me? I really can't leave Caleb.""Bu
Amid Simon's terrified screams, the spider bit into his skin without restraint.He pounded on the door again and again, crying and begging Felicity to send him to the hospital."If you don't send me to the hospital, I'm really going to die!"No one dared respond.Only when the caregiver delivering his food found the blood beneath him did she hurry to Felicity.But Felicity only gave one cold look at his miserable state, without the slightest pity."Caleb was this miserable back then, and you told me it didn't matter."The door slowly closed again. He struggled desperately, dragging his agonized abdomen toward the doorway. His voice was shrill with fear and pain."Felicity, I'm begging you. The spider bit me. I'm really about to die."He was about to grab Felicity's pant leg when she kicked him back hard.Felicity snorted contemptuously."Didn't you say the spider you raised wasn't venomous? If it bit you, then you deserve it."I'd like to see whether a liar like you really
I threw myself into his arms and released all the grievances I had swallowed over the years.After that warm moment passed, a few traces of ruthlessness appeared in my uncle's eyes."I'm overseas, but I still have friends back home. Felicity Warren dared to treat you like this. I won't let her off easily."I touched the wound on my abdomen and silently accepted it.When Simon Quinn had suddenly inserted himself into our lives, I had made a scene many times.Just when I was completely disheartened, I discovered I had early-stage stomach cancer because of all the drinking I had done in the past.Perhaps Felicity remembered our past then, because her attitude toward me changed.I thought this illness might become a bridge that repaired our relationship.In the end, for the sake of a strange man, she still forgot all the affection between us.The sunset outside the window had dyed the horizon red. I thought it was time to let go of this cursed bond.That day, Felicity rarely lost
The director regretfully pointed to a body wrapped in white cloth."We really did everything we could, but there was no antivenom..."Felicity's heart clenched violently, yet she still did not dare believe the body in front of her was Caleb Bowman.She yanked the cloth back and saw only an icy, pale face.It was as if a hand had closed around her throat. Felicity's legs went weak, and she dropped to her knees.Her trembling hand reached out to touch the cold corpse. No matter what, she could not believe it was Caleb Bowman.But she would recognize that face even if it had been reduced to ash."How could this be..."She was so agitated she could no longer speak. She pressed herself against the body, trying to hold the corpse as if she were holding me.The director kindly comforted her. "Ms. Warren, please don't grieve too much. Before your husband passed, he asked me to tell you something. He said he never regretted being with you in this life."Those words shattered her compo












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