All Chapters of When Love Cuts Deep, Loneliness Bleeds: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

9 Chapters

Chapter 1

It was the night before my wedding when my family learned that we had been selected to provide a bride for the ailing heir of Silverbay's showbiz empire. My father and stepmother had just three days to send one of their daughters. My sister, Roxanne Simmons, panicked when she heard the news and begged my fiance, Clinton Whitfield, to intervene. To my horror, he fell to his knees and pleaded for my help. He even promised me that once it was over, he'd marry me. The moment I agreed to take Roxanne's place, Clinton's eyes lit up with joy. He rose, spread his arms, and said, "Gabby, I knew you'd never make things difficult for me. You've always been tough, and no one could push you around. "But Roxanne's different. She's spent her whole life depending on others, careful and guarded every step of the way. She needs to be protected."Having said that, he tried to hold me as he once had, but I shoved him away with all my strength. Watching Clinton gaze at Roxanne with such tenderne

Chapter 2

Roxanne continued, "I'll tell everyone at the wedding that it wasn't Gabby's fault. No one should blame her for any of this."The more she gave in, the tighter Clinton pulled her into his arms. His expression darkened, and in the next second, he launched into a tirade. "Just look at your sister! She's always thinking of you!"Gabriella Simmons, I'll give you ten minutes to bring over everything your mother left you and hand it over to Roxanne. Don't forget—I still have that video of you coming on to me the night you got drunk!"I stared at him in disbelief. My voice was hoarse as I shot back, "Clinton Whitfield, are you seriously using that to threaten me? And you call yourself a man?"But he scoffed in response. Whatever trace of guilt he had shown before was already gone. "Don't forget today is the anniversary of your mother's death," Clinton hissed. "She spent her life teaching you to have self-respect. You wouldn't want her to know how shameless you've become since she died

Chapter 3

Having said that, Clinton shot Martin a look. Soon, several bodyguards in black came up behind me, grabbing my shoulders and forcing me down onto my knees. Landon looked me over, his gaze full of lust. Then, he lifted my chin and said, "So, it's you. Five years ago, I told you I'd sign that contract if you spent one night with me. But you'd rather die than agree. Now, look at you—on your knees before me."Five years ago, when Clinton's company was just starting out, I went to Landon to discuss a potential partnership. Over dinner, he got handsy.As soon as Clinton heard about it, he burst into the private room, grabbed a wine bottle, and hurled it at Landon. "I'm telling you right now—Gabriella is my woman! No one touches her! I don't care if I have to give up the company—I'll never let her suffer even a shred of humiliation!" he had yelled.But now, he had me pinned to the floor, forcing me to do Landon's bidding for Roxanne's sake. At that moment, Roxanne shot Landon a knowi

Chapter 4

I jerked my head up. Seeing the man before me, I was stunned. "Maxwell?" I blurted. "You're the heir to the Sterling family?"Maxwell Prescott studied the bruises on my arms, his eyes full of concern. Just like old times, his voice was gentle as he said, "I go by Maxwell Sterling now."He had been one of my classmates in high school. Back then, he was rebellious and a notorious troublemaker. Yet, he was a top student. Even the principal couldn't rein him in. Maxwell always claimed to be poor, but I discovered that the house he lived in was worth millions of dollars. After the SATs, he confessed to me. However, I was already engaged to Clinton, so I turned him down. Years later, seeing him again, he was now the heir to the Sterling family. Rumor had it that he refused to return home until he came of age, and his family doted on him. It seemed that he had had a falling out with the Sterlings, which was why he had come to Havenfield. Maxwell tugged gently at my arm, pulling

Chapter 5

Clinton went on, "You turned him down for me back then. Now that he's back in the Sterling family and has become a wealthy, powerful heir, you regret it, don't you? I can't believe I ever got engaged to a gold-digger like you!"My gaze stayed fixed on him. Every curse I could think of swirled in my throat, yet not a single word escaped. He felt like a stranger.At that moment, I stepped forward and slapped him hard, screaming, "If I were really a gold-digger, I wouldn't have spent years drinking myself sick to help you secure business deals and qualify to inherit your family fortune!"Clinton Whitfield, do you even know what just happened to me in that bathroom?"His eyes widened in shock as he took in the bruises on my skin. Then, he grabbed my arms and asked, "W-What happened to you just now? That doctor was supposed to be one of the best OB-GYNs! Roxanne picked him herself! Did something go wrong?"Roxanne, on the other hand, panicked. She tugged on Clinton's sleeve, desperate

Chapter 6

Maxwell's fury boiled over. He extended a hand toward the man behind him, asking for a gun. Then, he pointed it at Landon and yelled, "Move aside! I always keep my word. He's not leaving here alive!"But I reached out to stop him. Shaking my head, I said, "Letting him die like this would be far too easy. For people like him, death would only be a relief. I've already called the police. The law will deal with him."Maxwell lowered the gun at my words. Yet, when the police arrived, he shook uncontrollably while holding my hand. It was as if he had been the one who had endured it all. The police gathered the evidence of the assault, confirmed Landon's guilt, and took him away. Once the chaos ended, I went upstairs and washed myself thoroughly. Meanwhile, Clinton was on his knees outside the door, dazed and slapping himself over and over as he begged me to forgive him. Even when the bodyguards dumped a battered, barely conscious Roxanne in front of him, he didn't look at her. H

Chapter 7

Back in our room, I finally asked Maxwell, "If I really refuse to marry you, would you give up your own happiness to be with Roxanne?"He held me close, pressing his face against my shoulder. "Wasn't it a gamble? Lucky for me, I won."After such an exhausting day, I finally allowed myself a relieved smile. …I decided we wouldn't have a wedding ceremony because of what happened with Landon. Maxwell respected my wishes and followed my lead.Even without a ceremony, the news of our marriage was still made public online. Maxwell also hired the best PR team to erase that photo from the internet. No one could find it anymore. After we got married, he stayed by my side at home, though work never stopped coming in. I assumed it must be urgent and urged him to head back to the office. He pulled me onto the bed with a playful grin. "We've only been married a few days, and you're already trying to send me away? Nothing at work is more important than you."Actually, I was just about to

Chapter 8

If it hadn't been for Miranda's relentless scheming back then, Dad would never have fallen out of love with my mother, and she would never have been kicked out of the house.I scoffed and slowly approached her. "Miranda, do you still think I'm that three-year-old who could be intimidated just by mentioning my father? Maybe it's time you considered whether you and Roxanne even have a place in this house."Roxanne and Miranda exchanged a glance. Panic flickered in the latter's eyes, and her voice trembled as she asked, "W-What do you mean?"I sneered and deliberately lowered my voice as I leaned close to her ear."Oh, you want to know what I mean? Roxanne isn't my father's daughter. She's your former sugar daddy's child. And if you don't want me to expose the truth, you'd better have your daughter return the inheritance my mother left me!"Miranda panicked, grabbed Roxanne, and made her go upstairs to fetch the money. At that moment, Dad came over to intervene. "Once the money is

Chapter 9

The post even went into how Mom had supposedly gotten involved with Dad and become Mrs. Simmons. Miranda, the real mistress, had posed as the rightful wife and written a whole accusatory article. What a joke!The comments below were all steering people toward the same idea—that someone like me wasn't fit to be Mrs. Sterling. Some even said that if Maxwell didn't divorce me, they'd boycott his company altogether. Maxwell glanced through the comments and couldn't help laughing. "My company doesn't survive off people like them. If they want to boycott, let them. I'll have the legal department handle the post later," he said. I kept scrolling, smiling as I replied, "Don't delete it. The bigger the mess, the better. We didn't have a reason to kick them out of the Simmons residence before, but now we do."…I wasn't worried at all, but Clinton was in a full-blown panic. He called me countless times and even showed up at the Sterling residence, asking to see me and offering to handle

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