The Rose That Left His World

Three hours later, Cecilia returned to the bedroom she shared with Marcus.His cold eyes locked onto her the moment she walked in. “Where have you been, Cecilia? I’ve been waiting for two hours and couldn’t get through to you. Do you have any idea how worried I was?”Cecilia looked at him again, her mind flashing back to the scene at the airport. Marcus had his arm around Lucy, leaning close as he kissed her.Once, she had loved Marcus’s kisses.Now they only made her feel sick.He didn’t wait for her answer. As he stepped closer, his gaze hardened.“You know I hate it when you disappear without telling me where you’re going. Wasn’t the last punishment enough?”Suddenly, Marcus’s large hand gripped her waist.Cecilia’s body stiffened. Her eyelids fluttered as her lashes trembled.Once, the scent of tobacco on him had been comforting. A place where she felt safe.Now it felt dangerous.She knew too well how possessive Marcus could be. His controlling nature. His need to have

Cecilia’s senior, Randy Henderson, suddenly appeared.“Cecilia, if you lose this baby, you probably won’t be able to have children in the future. Have you thought about that?” he asked gently.She blinked away her tears and nodded. “I’ve made my decision, Randy.”This baby had been the most precious gift she had prepared for Marcus for their seventh wedding anniversary.But he didn’t want it. From the very beginning, he had been trying to stop it.She wasn’t going to give him what he didn't want.Cold medical instruments pierced her body, sending sharp pain shooting through her abdomen.And just like that, the last connection between her and Marcus was cut.She never expected that when she woke up after the surgery, the first message she would see would be from an unfamiliar number—forwarding the location of a bridal boutique.Still weak and aching, she forced herself into a car and headed there.As soon as she arrived, she saw Marcus and Lucy standing outside.Marcus was ho

Once, everyone said she and Marcus were the perfect match—the golden couple, made for each other. Friends had always believed they were destined to be together.But now those same people stood on their moral high ground, judging her. They accused her of ruining what was supposed to be a pure relationship. And somehow, they even blamed her for his seven-year deception.Lucy was rushed into surgery, and Cecilia followed behind.Marcus had only suffered minor scrapes, but he refused to let the doctor examine him. He insisted on waiting until Lucy was out of surgery.Lucy had lost too much blood. The baby didn’t survive. Because of the hemorrhaging, her uterus had to be removed.Marcus looked devastated, pain written all over his face.“Lucy, I’m sorry. This is all my fault. I shouldn’t have sent you abroad for seven years. I shouldn’t have ignored you. And I shouldn’t have mistaken everything you did for me as something Cecilia had done.“I loved the wrong person. I thought she was

“A uterine procedure?” Marcus’s voice was low, edged with confusion.The doctor explained, “It could be caused by uterine fibroids. Sometimes surgery is necessary.”Marcus’s expression darkened. “Remove Cecilia’s uterus and show it to Lucy. Her eyes are red and swollen from crying. She can’t keep crying like this. Do the surgery as soon as possible.”“It will have to be done until the anesthetic takes full effect,” the doctor said.Marcus shot him an impatient look, irritation creeping into his voice.“Cecilia is already unconscious. Just take it out now.”Tears slid silently from the corners of Cecilia’s eyes.They were going to remove her uterus just to stop Lucy from crying.Removal of the uterus caused massive blood loss. When Cecilia woke up again, two days had passed.Marcus’s cold eyes gleamed with a ruthless darkness.“You're awake.”Cecilia’s throat was dry. She barely managed to speak before Marcus’s icy voice cut her off.“You lost a lot of blood. Lucy donated bl

Marcus stared at his phone, lost in thought, barely noticing the time passing.Did Cecilia really just say the words ‘breaking up’?They had been together for more than twenty years. Even during their worst arguments, those words had never once crossed their minds.Marcus dialed Cecilia again, but the call kept ringing without an answer.When he had collapsed outside the operating room earlier, he had watched her walk away without even looking back.Even when he was on the verge of death, his grandfather had called her—but she refused to come. Instead, she had spoken those cold, heartless words.The memory filled him with rage.If it hadn’t been for the past seven years—during which Lucy secretly donated blood for him every six months, saving his life again and again—he would have died long ago.From a young age, Marcus had known his health was fragile. His grandfather once told him the blood came from several adult donors with matching blood types. Each donation cost half a mi