Semua Bab My Signature or My Life: My Wife Makes Me Choose: Bab 1 - Bab 9

Samantha stared at me through the screen, momentarily stunned.Beside her, Nicholas kept adding fuel to the fire, shaking his head with exaggerated seriousness."Divorce? Henry must simply be saying that in a fit of anger. After all, it wasn't easy for him to gain the wealth he has today."Hearing that, Samantha scoffed, frustrated at herself for almost falling for my "trick"."Henry, you broke bastard, are you thinking of divorcing me so you can get some of my wealth? Well, the only thing you'll be leaving with is the clothes on your back!"She then turned to the black-clad man standing beside the surgical table and said sternly, "Turn the lights brighter! He dares to scorn me for being impure? Then I'll make sure he becomes thoroughly impure!"The surgical lights above me abruptly brightened several notches, forcing me to squint against the piercing glare. As the mask-clad "surgeon" raised his scalpel, the light danced off the blade in a cold gleam.I instinctively shut my e

Nicholas' voice came over the speakers, tinged with a hint of exaggerated fear, though there was no hiding the excitement in his tone."Samantha, don't you think that's a little too much? After all, Henry—"Scoffing, Samantha raised a hand and interrupted him. "He certainly didn't think it was too much when he edited your diagnostic plan and ruined your future, nor did he care when your family was in dire straits. Release them!"Her last two words were barked straight into the microphone as an order.Immediately, a rusted metal door at the side of the operating room was opened electronically, the gears screeching with friction. Not one, but many dark blurs shot out of the darkness, growling and barking madly.The dogs' eyes were completely bloodshot, and viscous drool hung from their jaws. They seemed entirely out of their minds as they charged at the only target in the room—me!The live stream chat went into an uproar."Oh fuck! Those are dogs!""There's something off about th

Xander held me steady, his body warmth seeping through his uniform to chase away the bone-chilling cold of the surgical table.I had been undercover for five years, pretending to be a normal employee by Samantha's side while I discreetly investigated things. However, what I received in return wasn't the truth, but a ruthless betrayal.I looked up at the screen showing Samantha's face—now twisted in utter despair—and spoke slowly. "Samantha Sonnet, the divorce agreement will be delivered to your office tomorrow. You'll be leaving with nothing but the clothes on your back!"The bulletproof metal of the black armored car did an excellent job of cutting off the scent of blood emanating from the factory. Nonetheless, I could still feel the bone-deep chill of the surgical table and the restraints tying me down. I could still remember the despair I felt while the rabid dogs barked and snarled around me. Most of all, I could never forget the icy cold that spread through my body when I w

My gaze landed on Xander, and my tense expression eased slightly."Other than you and Captain Hardy, I don't trust anyone right now."Xander dipped his head in acknowledgment, eyeing me with a complex expression. "Understood. The medical team is waiting next door. They insist on performing one last full-body checkup."After a thorough examination, the medical team arrived at the same conclusion as before. My wounds were mostly superficial with a minor risk of infection; beyond that, I was experiencing extreme physical fatigue.However, my psychological analysis indicated that I was suffering from post-traumatic stress disorder, which would require professional intervention.The doctors prescribed antibiotics and sedatives, stressing that I needed adequate rest.I agreed, but the moment they left, I headed straight for the temporary command center.Xander and I stood before a massive display screen as he informed me of the new arrangements for the press conference."This is the