Todos los capítulos de Dead to My husband : Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 8

The first thing I felt was pain. A dull, unbearable pain spread through my entire body. I tried to open my eyes, but they felt too heavy. Then I heard a steady beeping sound beside me, I tried to move my hand. Nothing. I tried again. This time, my fingers moved slightly. A nurse noticed. “Doctor!” Footsteps rushed into the room. I slowly opened my eyes. Everything was blurry. White walls. Bright lights. A strange ceiling. I tried to speak, but my throat felt painfully dry. “Water,” I whispered. The nurse quickly helped me drink. “Don't try to move,” she said. “You've been through a lot.” I stared at her. “Where... am I?” “In the hospital.” I frowned. “How long?” The nurse looked at the doctor before answering. “You've been unconscious for three weeks.” Three weeks? My eyes widened. The last thing I remembered was driving home from my lawyer's office. Then the car. The crash. The pain. “What happened to me?” “You suffered severe injuries. The d

The next morning, I was in the kitchen preparing breakfast when I heard a car pull into the driveway. I glanced through the window. A black car had stopped in front of the house. few moments later, Vivian's voice came from the living room. “Xavier? What are you doing here so early?” I continued arranging the plates, barely paying attention.“I came to see Adrian,” a man's voice replied.Something about that voice made me pause. I slowly looked toward the kitchen door. A tall, handsome man stood in the living room, dressed neatly in a dark suit. His face seemed familiar.But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't remember where I had seen him before.“Adrian is upstairs,” Vivian said. “I'll call him.”Xavier nodded. Then his eyes moved toward me. For a brief moment, we stared at each other.“Who is she?” he asked.“The new maid,” Vivian answered. His gaze remained on me. “What's your name?”“Mia,” I replied quietly. He nodded slowly.“Mia.”Before either of us could say anything

I was dusting the dining table when I heard footsteps coming from the staircase.I glanced up and saw Adrian walking downstairs with Vivian beside him. They were dressed as though they were going somewhere together, and from the way Vivian kept talking to him, I assumed it was another one of their outings.I quickly lowered my head and continued cleaning. I had become very good at pretending not to notice things. It was the only way I could survive in this house.“Mia!” Vivian's sharp voice made me look up. “Yes, ma'am?” “Why are you still standing there? Go and make sure the car is ready.”I swallowed my irritation. “Yes, ma'am.”Before I could move, a little boy came running down the stairs.He looked about six years old, judging by his small frame and childish face. I still didn't know his exact age, but I had seen enough of him around the house to know that he was Vivian and Adrian's son. the one Sophia talked about. He ran straight toward Vivian.“Mommy, are we going out?”Vi

From early morning, people had been moving in and out of the compound, carrying flowers, decorations, food, drinks, and beautifully wrapped gifts. The garden had been transformed with rows of white flowers and elegant lights hanging from the trees. Tables covered in crisp white cloth had been arranged across the lawn, while a large stage stood at the far end with Adrian's name written across a golden backdrop.Inside, the house was equally impressive. Crystal glasses sparkled beneath the chandeliers, fresh flowers filled almost every corner, and soft music played through the speakers as staff hurried around preparing for the guests.Vivian had clearly spared no expense. She wanted everything to be perfect for Adrian.I spent most of the afternoon moving between the kitchen and the dining area, following every instruction she threw at me. She had been particularly difficult all day, finding fault with almost everything I did.“Mia, those glasses are not arranged properly.”“Mia, take t