All Chapters of Poisoned For Her Lover: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

The doctor's hands trembled uncontrollably as he held the syringe filled with a highly concentrated neurotoxin."Ms. Morgan, this is the tenth time. Mr. Johnson already has severe brain damage. Are you still going to inject this into his spine?"With a thud, he dropped to his knees beside the hospital bed."Steward Johnson already went to prison after taking the blame for you. Mr. Johnson's sister was forcibly committed to a psychiatric hospital yesterday. The Johnsons have been completely destroyed. Won’t you show him some mercy?"Amelia Morgan let out a mocking laugh.The tip of her high heel casually nudged the doctor aside."But that’s how I want him to be."She looked down at me, her tone light."If I don't turn him into a cripple who can't even speak, how am I supposed to take all the shares under his name? Liam has suffered so much by my side. I have to use every dollar of the Johnsons’ wealth to give him a wedding that will shock the entire country."The doctor sucked

"I want to go home... I want to go home..."I wailed at the top of my lungs in the hospital room, throwing pillows and water cups onto the floor.Amelia pushed the door open, and her brows instantly knitted together.She hurried over and grabbed my flailing hands."Okay, okay. We're going home. I’ll take you home right now."She knew very well that I was now an irrational madman.To calm me down, she immediately had her assistant handle the discharge paperwork.She helped me off the hospital bed and carried me all the way to the underground parking garage.After settling me into the backseat of her black Maybach, she climbed in right beside me.Inside the black Maybach, Amelia held me in her arms, her chin resting beside my ear. "Damien, from now on, I'll be your legs. Wherever you want to go, I'll carry you there."For the rest of my life, I'll never let go of your hand."I leaned against her chest and listened to her steady heartbeat.So it seemed the heartbeat of a col

"Wow. You're crying pretty hard."Liam straightened his rumpled clothes and walked over from the direction of the greenhouse."Stop pretending, Damien. I know you're not really crazy."He bent down and used the filthiest words he could think of to provoke me."Did you get a good look outside the greenhouse just now? Amelia likes men like me. You're a cripple who can't even feel the lower half of his body. You can't even move your hips. What's the point of living?"I bit my lip hard and refused to make a sound.Liam curled his lip in disdain."Your sl*t of a sister got what she deserved, too. Before her face was ruined, she even begged me to spare you."He suddenly grabbed my hair and forced me to raise my head."Do you know what happened to your premature daughter after she was born?"To prove that she didn't love you, Amelia personally took your daughter out of the incubator and threw her into the kitchen meat grinder."The sound it made... the sound of those bones breaking

Amelia choked, a violent cough ripping through her throat until she spat a mouthful of blood onto her pristine white custom gown.Leaning on his cane, Noah walked over and struck Amelia across the back."What is that for? Ruining everyone's mood over a dead person! How useless!"Amelia slowly turned her head.The blood vessels in her eyes had burst from the turn of events, turning her sclera a terrifying, bloody red as tears of crimson began trickling down her face.She stared at Noah, her voice sounding like that of a ghost crawling out of hell."You old b*st*rd... I'm going to skin you alive!"With a hoarse scream, she shoved everyone aside and ran off the yacht like a madwoman.Amelia threw herself into the driver's seat of her Maybach, slammed on the gas, and tore through city traffic. She blew through more than a dozen red lights, racing back to the villa at nearly 180 miles per hour.When she arrived, all that remained was a blackened ruin.The air was filled with the

"Heartache? They deserve nothing but to rot in the gutter."I won't waste even a shred of pity on them."I picked up my tablet.A domestic news broadcast was playing on the screen.The footage flashed by.Liam's remains had been dug up and scattered by wild dogs, leaving nothing intact.Noah had spent his final days in a cheap nursing home, where he was abused by caregivers and eventually died.The Morgans’ family graves had been dug up overnight by furious creditors and their remains were scattered everywhere.I watched it all without emotion, feeling nothing but satisfaction.Then I opened an encrypted folder on the tablet.Inside was a high-definition recording of Amelia personally admitting that she had covered up Liam's murder-for-hire scheme.I clicked one button—send.It was the final gift I had prepared for her.The last blow that would destroy any chance she had of clinging to the life she had left.One week later, I returned home to visit my father and Iris at t