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All Chapters of Ninety Nine Voicemails From the Deathbed: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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Chapter 1

Every time I texted my husband, all I got back was money. This time, facing terminal brain cancer, I received a $50,000 deposit alert right before entering the operating room.In his eyes, I was a gold digger. A woman who would do anything for a payout. I took a bullet for him. I broke down over my terminal diagnosis and sent 99 voice messages. Yet all I ever got back were cold bank transfers.I smiled bitterly and pulled the IV needle from my vein. Dominic, this time, I will give you your answer with my death. I will set you free.The metal needle slid out of my vein, leaving behind a bright bead of blood.A nurse rushed over and pressed down on the back of my hand. "What are you doing?"I just smiled calmly at her. "Please cancel the surgery."My attending doctor was quickly called over. He stared at me for a long time, not even trying to change my mind. Eventually, he reluctantly prescribed a bottle of strong painkillers and approved my discharge.Walking down the corridor, I hear

Chapter 2

I was too young back then. I was no match for a Mafia princess.I just felt all the blood rush to my head.Afraid he would misunderstand again, I swore I wouldn't touch that black card.I scraped together the three hundred thousand myself. I pawned the only piece of jewelry my mother had left me. I ran to the hospital during the day. At night, I worked as a card dealer at an illegal casino on the East Side. If I went into the VIP rooms to drink with the clients, the tips doubled.That night, a few businessmen pinned me against a booth and forced me to drink. A hand slid up my thigh.Then Dominic kicked the door open, standing in the doorway in dead silence. Those men's faces instantly went pale.He took off his suit jacket, wrapped it around me, and shoved me into his car.He stayed silent the whole ride. Only when we got back to the estate did he pin me against the wall. His voice was shaking."Do you know what would have happened tonight if I arrived ten minutes later?""Is cash rea

Chapter 3

I slept for a whole day. I woke up drenched in cold sweat.The sky was completely dark. My phone screen was lit up with a flood of notifications.They were all updates about Dominic at Vivian's family dinner.In the top photo, she wore a burgundy gown with a sparkling diamond necklace.The usually low-profile Don had spent millions on the Mafia princess. He won an astronomical set of diamond jewelry at an auction.Vivian smiled exceptionally brightly in the photo.Someone cheered in the comments: Congratulations to our Principessa.Someone else said: This is the woman who should be sitting in that seat.I scrolled down and zoomed in on the screen. My eyes locked onto Dominic's left hand holding a wine glass.It was completely bare.He had taken off his wedding ring a long time ago.The drugs had worn off completely. The pain returned right on schedule. It shot all the way from the back of my head to my temples, like someone was drilling screws into my skull.I curled up on the bed and

Chapter 4

Those words, "freeloaders" and "leeches", stabbed into my heart like a rusty blade.Memories from three years ago violently smashed into my mind.That night, Dominic came out the back door of a restaurant. The window of a car across the street rolled down. The moment the gun muzzle poked out, I threw myself onto him and pushed him down.The car door was knocked open by our combined weight. My forehead smashed hard against the window frame.I heard a loud ringing in my ears.I remember Vivian, who was sitting in the back seat, only suffered a slight scrape. But Dominic panicked.He shoved me aside. I was dizzy and covered in blood. He carried the crying Vivian out of the car and rushed her to the ER.I never fully recovered after that. Headaches, vomiting, double vision.The doctor said it was severe post-concussion syndrome and recommended hospitalization.But at the hospital that day, Vivian cried harder than anyone else. She whispered in his arms, "Dom, I think she's just scared... I

Chapter 5

Unwilling to return to that suffocating compound, I went back alone to my dad's old apartment.Just as I pushed the door open, my phone screen lit up. It was a text from Dominic.This was the first time in three long years he had actually texted me.[Where the hell did you run off to? What did the doctor actually say?]I stared at the screen for a long time. I pulled up the corners of my mouth, finding it absurd. He was finally willing to type.Immediately after, his call came in. I didn't pick up until the fourth ring."Hazel, where are you?" His voice was tight, unable to hide the underlying panic. "I can't find you anywhere...""Dominic," I softly interrupted him.The interrogation hidden beneath his anger came to an abrupt halt."If I die, will you be sad?"This question had plagued me for countless nights. Now, I finally asked it at the very end of my life.The line went quiet for two seconds. Then his voice suddenly spiked, as if he had been burned."What the hell are you talking

Chapter 6

The chilling realization struck him like a bolt of lightning.He suddenly recalled that Hazel had sent him those exact same words a few months ago.Dominic's breathing fell into complete chaos.He abruptly remembered that day at Vivian's penthouse. Vivian was playing with his private phone.The Mafia princess had smiled coyly at him. "Dominic, Hazel's asking you for money again. I'll just wire some to get rid of her, so she doesn't ruin our mood."He had just grunted in agreement while taking a drink.And then? Then he completely ignored her text.He hadn't even bothered to read what Hazel had actually sent.So back then, something had actually happened to her father! It was never a lie fabricated to bleed him dry!He had been kept in the dark by Vivian's manipulation all along.So much so that he didn't even know what was wrong when her own body started failing.For so long, he had used the most degrading methods to trample on and brutally humiliate the only woman he had ever truly lo

Chapter 7

"No... don't do this to me, Hazel...""I would be sad... Hazel, I would be sad...""I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm a monster."He pulled her cold body into his arms and muttered incoherently."What do I do without you?"Then he scrambled for his phone like a madman to call for an ambulance. He got the address wrong three times while reporting it.The ambulance sirens soon tore through the dead silence of the night.The paramedics rushed into the room with their equipment. After an attempt at resuscitation, they could only shake their heads at him in regret and declare the time of death."Shut up!"Dominic roared with red eyes. He grabbed the doctor's collar in a death grip and pulled desperately."She's not dead. Save her. I will give you whatever you want. I will give you this whole city...""Tell me she's not dead!"They forced a sedative into his veins. This was a man who made the entire city tremble in the dark. Yet now, he struggled madly as he was pinned firmly to the floor by three o

Chapter 8

He didn't know how much time had passed. He pushed himself up using the edge of the bed and washed his face with cold water. He stared dead-on at the utterly haggard man in the mirror.That passionate Dominic who proposed to her in the rain at twenty years old was gone. He had died on the floor of that old apartment.What stood there now was just an empty shell hollowed out by regret.Dressed in a sharp suit, but walking like a corpse.That night, he went to Vivian's penthouse.As soon as the elevator doors opened, four armed men stepped out first. They spread out to stand in the four corners.Vivian had clearly dressed up. Her silk robe slipped off her shoulder to reveal just the right curve of her collarbone. An elegant anklet graced her ankle.On the dining table sat an open bottle of red wine and two lit candles."Dominic," she greeted him with a smile. Her fingers reached to hook his tie. "I knew you would come tonight..."Dominic sidestepped her like she was something filthy.He

Chapter 9

He pulled the front door open and walked out into the night.Vivian screamed desperately. Her shrill cries echoed throughout the entire penthouse."Where are you taking me? Let me go! I am the Principessa!"She tried to grab Dominic's pant leg. But she was pinned firmly to the floor by the armed bodyguards.It all happened too fast.The man who had once indulged her had turned into a ruthless tyrant, casting her straight into hell.The elevator doors closed, shutting those screams away in another world.Dominic leaned against the cold elevator wall. He felt no thrill of revenge in his heart, only a deeper, bottomless desolation.Even torturing Vivian to death couldn't bring his Hazel back.Dominic went to the hospital morgue. He signed his name and claimed Hazel's body. He had her cremated and brought her back to the compound.He had his men erase all traces of any other woman in this house. He completely restored the master bedroom to how Hazel liked it best.He placed her urn at the

Chapter 10

He grew increasingly quiet.Every year on the anniversary of Hazel's death, he would disappear for a few days.He would bring her urn to the spots where they secretly dated. The dilapidated outdoor cinema. The alleyway where they shared their first kiss. The hilltop where he proposed to her.The tall, cold man would sit on a bench. He would murmur continuously to the urn, report on mundane family business, and pour out how much he missed her.He told her how he saw a blonde on the street today. From behind, she looked so much like Hazel. He chased her like crazy for several blocks, only to find it was just a passing stranger.As he spoke, tears covered his face.His body soon broke down.Drinking hard liquor like water and skipping meals caused irreversible damage to his stomach and liver.He ignored the severe warnings from his private doctor.It was a slow, agonizing suicide.He collapsed in his study from severe internal bleeding and was rushed to the ER. His consigliere guarded the

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