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Lahat ng Kabanata ng My 1000th Attempt Worked : Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

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Chapter 1

The room exploded with laughter."Mark, let's bet—how long till she crawls back?""I'm calling it now—Jenna's in your bed tonight, crying to make up!""I'm in. Her mom sucks up three grand a day—without you, she couldn't even afford a cremation!"The escort flashed a ring in my face, all sugary sweet. "I'm broke, but I'll toss in fifty—she's not getting that divorce."I stared at the ring... then laughed.Pathetic.Ten years ago, he promised my dad he'd take care of me. Now he's sliding our wedding ring onto some escort just to make me a punchline.I laughed again, soft and bitter.God, I was pathetic too—for letting him wreck me this long."I already signed the divorce papers. You just need to sign them too."I'd said "divorce" 999 times.This was the first time I meant it—with actual papers.I slipped off the ring, dropped it on top, and held them out.His face froze. Like he couldn't believe it.The shadow he used to drag around was walking away.Then he smirked and

Chapter 2

Then his cold hand slid up my thigh—right in front of everyone.I snapped.Fought like hell and sank my teeth into his arm."You some kinda animal?" Mark hissed.I stared him down. "Don't touch me. You make my skin crawl.""Oh, I make your skin crawl?" His laugh turned sharp. Mean.He yanked the papers from my hand and signed with this smug little flourish.Then barked at his assistant, "Cut off Mrs. Jensen's medical payments. Let Jenna find out what skin crawl REALLY feels like."He shot me a smug glance. "Your mom's got one week left. Use it to decide if you're crawling back to beg."He looked so damn sure of himself—like I'd never risk my mom's life.But Mark...Back when the nurses kept calling with emergencies, I begged you to visit her. Over and over.You said, "That old hag's dying? What's your new lie this time? If you want me back, stop cursing your mom."She died that night. The only person who ever really loved me—gone.So no. You wouldn't get to threaten me an

Chapter 3

"I'm just here to grab my stuff. After that, I'm out. And when you two tie the knot? Don't bother telling me."I turned and headed to my old room.Dad spat behind me, "Ungrateful brat. What the hell do you think you're taking? Or did you crawl back for your mom?"My stomach dropped.The urn I kept by my bed—gone.I whipped around. He was holding it.My blood iced. I lunged. "Give it back. That's Mom's. You don't get to touch—"Crash.Ashes burst across the floor like smoke.Dad roared, "I don't get to touch it? You dare talk to me like that?!"Something inside me cracked.I shoved him hard. "She was your wife—YOUR wife for decades! Do you even have a soul?!"That set him off.He snatched a beer bottle and slammed it into my forehead.Another sharp crack.Blood poured down my face, soaking my shirt.Fiona screamed, "Patrick, stop! You're gonna kill her!"I blinked through the blur, looked up at him.He just stared—zero shame. Like he was enjoying it.Then he pulled ou

Chapter 4

Before Mom got sick, I really thought life was good.Mark and I had this chill college thing going. He seemed normal, lowkey. We dated like any regular couple and even talked about the future.Then Mom caught Dad cheating, lost it so bad she had a brain hemorrhage and ended up in a coma. Keeping her alive cost a fortune.The hospital needed a signature. Dad, being her husband, was first up.He flat-out refused. Gave me two options—dump Mark and marry rich, or let Mom die.I gave in.Right after Mark baked me a birthday cake—like, actually baked it—I smashed it and tore into him with the cruelest stuff I could think of. Made sure he'd never look back.We broke up. I dove headfirst into blind dates.Every rich guy was either dripping sweat or old enough to be my uncle.Mark saw me at one of those awkward dinners. He smirked, yanked me up, and dragged me to this shiny car. "Isn't it money you want, Jenna? I've got loads."Then he floored it. We crashed.I carried him on my back

Chapter 5

Guess that struck a nerve. Her whole expression snapped."The one who's not loved? That's the side piece," she hissed. "Doesn't matter if you're his wife—you're just the extra."I was about to clap back.Then she glanced past me, grabbed my arm, and threw herself to the floor.Her glass shattered, slicing her hand deep. Blood everywhere.Mark burst in like some knight in shining armor. "Who hurt her?!"He scooped her up and turned on me with a death glare."Guess that'd be me," I said flat.Renee burst into tears, locking eyes with me. "It's... It's my fault. I fell for someone I shouldn't have. Jenna's right, I'm a homewrecker... She didn't do anything."Mark lost it. "Jenna Jensen, you've gone too far. You want a divorce but now you're attacking and humiliating my friend?"He held Renee like she'd break in his arms. Right before storming off, he hit me with one last ice-cold look. "Tomorrow's the final day for your mom's payments. If you don't want her thrown out of the hos

Chapter 6

Mark stiffened. His whole vibe shifted in a snap.Renee let out a laugh, side-eyeing Ariana. "Hold up—you know Jenna or something? Is this just to mess with Mark? 'Cause if her mom really died, she would've bled him dry for funeral money. And Mark's been paying those hospital bills nonstop. So if she's been dead for months... how does that add up?"Mark gave a distracted nod, eyes still locked on the screen.That red exclamation mark wasn't going anywhere.A weird knot twisted in his chest.***Mark called. First thing out of his mouth? A demand."You're past the deadline. Where's your apology? Aren't you scared I'll actually divorce you?"I laughed. Cold.Seriously, Mark? Still that clueless?I stopped wanting you ages ago."The divorce papers are signed," I said. "My lawyer's got it from here. We're done."Before he could say another word, I yanked out the SIM card, snapped it in half, and dropped it in the trash.I was supposed to stick around another month, wait for th

Chapter 7

Renee wiped her tears and forced a shaky smile."It's okay. I know how this goes. Jenna throws a fit, you forgive her, and everything goes back to normal."Before Mark could respond, Ariana stepped up."Wait—did you say Renee saved you after the crash? I was on duty that night. Jenna carried you down that whole twisting road. She collapsed at the hospital doors. Got discharged after you."Mark whipped around to Renee, stunned.She looked anywhere but at him. "I—I just helped the nurse when I saw you both faint..."He stopped listening.Everything he believed? Dead wrong.He stood up fast, dialing Jenna over and over.Each call: No connection.Something clenched in his gut. Full-on panic hit.At that same moment, Jenna's plane landed in Amiraka.She met up with a friend, swapped in a new SIM card, and made a quiet promise to herself—no more family, no more love, none of it.She was done.Time to start over. Lighter. Freer. Brand new.Mark didn't stick around the mansion.

Chapter 8

Mark stared at the email like it might vanish if he just kept looking.His chest clamped tight, breath caught somewhere between panic and denial.Even with the truth staring back at him, he couldn't believe it.Jenna—who once loved him like her whole world—had really walked away.He shot up, grabbed his coat, and bolted out the door.Pedal slammed to the floor, he sped straight to Mandy's bar.If Jenna wasn't at her dad's, this was the only place she'd go.Mandy had been her only real friend the whole time.***The bar was closed.Didn't matter. Mandy was inside, slouched behind the counter, drunk off her mind.When Mark barged in, she didn't miss a beat—launched her glass straight at the floor in front of him.It shattered, loud and sharp.She let out a cold laugh. "You're lucky this isn't the Wild West. Otherwise, that glass would've nailed your skull."Mark didn't flinch. "Where's Jenna?"Mandy squinted at him through the blur."My girl?" she said, voice thick. "She'

Chapter 9

Jenna used to ask, 'If you hate me so much, why'd you marry me?'He'd grab her chin and growl, "You owe me."But the whole thing was a lie.She never owed him a damn thing.Back in college, when they were still in love, they used to dream about the future. He knew her biggest wish—just a happy home with someone she loved.After she left, he felt tossed aside, like she didn't care if he lived or died.That rage? It wrecked his head.He wanted to crush her dream himself.And because he still loved her, he kept bringing girls home, testing her, hurting her.But Jenna? She took it all like it didn't even touch her.So he pushed further.Made her serve those women, eyes locked on her like he was studying a stranger.And yeah, he knew Patrick was trash, but kept feeding his booze and gambling habit anyway.Just so Jenna would need him.Beg him.But even after her mom died, when she had nothing left—she still didn't come back.Mark's voice cracked. "I hated her for walking out

Chapter 10

Mark just froze, staring at me with those eyes.Then he grabbed my wrist, yanked me into a hug, and muttered, "I'm sorry. It was all my fault. I messed up. Jenna, you said you'd love me forever. Just one more chance? Please?"I gave him a tired smile. "Mark, I'm so done. I'm too tired to love you anymore."His face went ghost-white.Panic hit his eyes. "No... that's not possible. You can't just stop loving someone."I met his stare. "You know me. I can—and I did."Something in him snapped. He grabbed me, slammed me against the wall, and kissed me hard.I didn't kiss back. Didn't even flinch.I shoved him off. "Kissing someone I don't love? Makes me sick."His eyes went red. "So I'm disgusting now?"I didn't say a word.He got it. We weren't kids. Silence was enough.Yeah—I thought he was disgusting.Mark just stood there, empty-eyed, then walked away.He never came back. And I never wanted him to.While I was overseas, I dropped papers in top journals, picked up honors I

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