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2026-06-18 22:56:43
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Too Late To Get Me Back, Husband Please Be Alive.
RIACoolness against my thigh woke me up, followed by the strong scent of an unfamiliar fragrance. I blinked several times and realized I was lying on a bed.I turned around, wincing slightly, before my eyes settled on the mark around my thigh. At that same moment, my senses came rushing back.I looked around and realized I was inside a room illuminated by a dim red light. Clothes were scattered across the floor—my clothes.I glanced down and froze.I was wearing only my panties and bra.I quickly grabbed the bedsheet and wrapped it around myself before getting off the bed, my heart racing wildly.“What happened before I blacked out?”I held my throbbing head and gripped the door handle. I twisted it, surprisingly finding it unlocked.I slowly opened the door and peeked outside.A long hallway stretched ahead of me, with several doors on both sides. I looked to the left, then to the right.There were no guards.No one was watching.I must escape from here.I rushed back inside the roo
Too Late To Get Me Back, Husband He Wants Her.
LARABryan's face paled.For the first time since I had known him, he looked genuinely caught off guard.He slowly lowered the phone from his ear.The call had already ended but either of us spoke.The silence between us was suffocating. I looked at the phone in his hand before meeting his eyes again."So..." My voice trembled despite my efforts to remain calm. "...you've been talking to Devil this whole time?"Bryan let out a slow breath."Lara...""Answer me.""I will.""Then answer me."His jaw tightened. "I didn't lie to you."I laughed bitterly."You didn't?""No."I took a step toward hi "I asked you whether you had anything to do with Gerald's attack.""And I told you the truth.""You expect me to believe that after hearing you call Devil?""I wasn't speaking to him because I helped him." He rubbed a hand over his face, looking more exhausted than defensive."I called because I needed answers too."I stared at him."What does that even mean?"Bryan looked at me for several long
Too Late To Get Me Back, Husband You Lied To Me.
LARAThe drive home was painfully quiet.Even with the radio playing softly in the background, my mind refused to settle.Gerald's face kept replaying in my head.He looked... broken.Not physically.I had expected the bandages, the bruises, and the exhaustion after everything that had happened.It was his eyes that stayed with me.They no longer carried the confidence that had once irritated me.There was no arrogance.No pride.Just a man sitting alone with the consequences of his choices.I tightened my grip on the steering wheel.No.I wasn't going to let sympathy cloud my judgment.Whatever had happened to him didn't erase everything he had done.It didn't erase the lies.It didn't erase the betrayal.And it certainly didn't erase the pain he had caused.By the time I reached home, I felt mentally drained.I kicked off my heels near the entrance and dropped my handbag onto the sofa before letting out a long breath.The house was unusually quiet.For the first time in days, I had
Too Late To Get Me Back, Husband Forgive Me.
LARAFor a moment, neither of us spoke.She stood at the doorway, dressed in a simple pair of jeans and a white blouse. Her hair was tied neatly behind her head, and the dark circles beneath her eyes told me she hadn't been sleeping well.She looked different.Not physically.Emotionally.The warmth that used to soften her face whenever she looked at me had disappeared completely.All that remained was indifference.The officer glanced between us."You have ten minutes."Lara gave a small nod."I understand."The officer stepped outside, though I noticed he deliberately left the door slightly open. Two armed officers remained visible through the narrow gap.Lara walked into the room without saying a word.She didn't move closer to the bed.Instead, she stopped several feet away, folded her arms across her chest, and looked at me as though I were a complete stranger.I forced out a weak smile."Lara...""Don't."Her voice was calm and cold."I didn't come here for that."The smile disa
Too Late To Get Me Back, Husband What Are You Doing Here?
GERALDPain.That was the first thing I felt.A sharp, throbbing pain spread from my neck down to my shoulder and thigh. Every inch of my body protested as I tried to move. It felt as though I had been thrown beneath a speeding truck and dragged across the road. My muscles screamed in agony, and even drawing a breath made my ribs ache.A low groan escaped my lips.Where...Where was I?The strong scent of antiseptic filled my nostrils.Hospital.My eyelids fluttered open, and the bright white ceiling came into view. The fluorescent lights overhead forced me to squint as my vision slowly adjusted. Everything around me looked blurry at first, but little by little the room came into focus. The steady beeping of a heart monitor echoed through the room while an IV drip hung beside my bed, feeding clear fluid into my arm.For several long seconds, my mind remained completely blank.Then...Everything came rushing back.The prison transport.The convoy.The sudden attack.The woman.She had
Too Late To Get Me Back, Husband Is He Alive? (1)
RIAThe room fell silent.Painfully silent.When I finished speaking, I could no longer bring myself to look at him.My throat had gone dry from reliving memories I had spent years trying to bury. Every word had ripped open an old wound, leaving me feeling more exhausted than relieved.I lowered my head, staring at the wineglass resting on the table.Neither of us spoke.The music playing softly in the background suddenly felt unbearably loud.Seconds stretched into minutes.I could hear nothing except my own heartbeat.Then...A quiet chuckle escaped him.I slowly raised my eyes.Devil was leaning back in his chair, one finger lazily tracing the rim of his empty glass."So..."He stood."...that was your reason."My stomach tightened.He walked past me, unhurried, stopping in front of the large window overlooking the city below."You believed I was a monster."His voice was calm."You panicked."He turned slightly."And in your panic..."His piercing eyes met mine."...you betrayed m
Too Late To Get Me Back, Husband You Can't Do This(2)
Lara's POV My vision blurred as tears welled up in my eyes, but I quickly wiped them off, picking up my phone again. The picture was still there, proving that I wasn't going insane.In Gerald's arms was the one lady I recognized too well without needing to look too much. She was my sister. My youn
Too Late To Get Me Back, Husband You Can't Do This!
Lara's POV “Is it really incurable?” I asked, my heart in my throat as I squeezed the hem of my gown gently and the doctor nodded.“In my whole experience as a doctor, Mrs. Stone, lung cancer has never been cured successfully. It has spread too far to be treated. Other hospitals may have developed
Too Late To Get Me Back, Husband I AM Dying
LARA“I didn't do anything, Gerald!” I pleaded, tears burning in my eyes. His eyes burned with hatred as he carried Ria up, her hands hanging limply. “She tried to hurt herself, and I stopped her.”“Stop lying!” he thundered, and I flinched. “Ria has no reason to hurt herself. You're so selfish and
Too Late To Get Me Back, Husband What Have You Done?!
Lara's POV “Your lies weren't enough and now you're trying to blame poor Ria? She doesn't even know what we're talking about. Must you be so shameless?” Gerald asked in annoyance and I gasped, shaking my head in disagreement.There was no way the results would just disappear into thin air. Somethi
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