Dying On Our Wedding Week He Saved Her Instead Novels & Stories

" Seeing the determination in my eyes, Cara found herself unable to say the words she had wanted to use to persuade me to stay. After standing there in silence for several minutes, she stiffly turned and walked away, her face full of remorse. A few days later, I received a call from the cemetery. They told me Cara had been coming every day to pay her respects. I paid it no mind and continued tending my flower shop. Several days later, news spread through social media that Cara had died in a car accident. After learning that Cara intended to sue him, Warren panicked and sought her out to confess and beg for forgiveness. The two parted on bad terms.

The typhoon swept around us. There was only one space left in the rescue truck, and my fiance, Derrick Lodge, reached out for me without hesitation and hoisted me into the car. I was saved. However, his first love, Victoria Rayne, died on the spot after getting struck by flying debris whilst waiting for the next rescue truck. Derrick never brought up the incident again after we returned home safe and sound. In fact, he didn't even attend Victoria's funeral. Instead, he held a grand wedding and married me.

I was falling backwards into the fire below for one terrifying second. But hands seized me from above—Kent, dragging me up with frantic strength. "No! Caelum!" I fought him, I tried to work my way back down through the smoke and flames to get to the man that I loved. Kent’s arms encircled from behind, hoisting me up the final rungs with muscle. "He's dead! The tunnel collapsed! He died saving us! Now go, before our bodies all be consumed with him!”

The family members of other patients nearby all turned to stare. Noticing the crowd’s attention, Max said loudly, “Excuse me, everyone! My wife doesn’t know any better. She’s never been out in the real world. “John’s mother is in the ER right now. Without these thirty thousand dollars, she’s done for. “You have to have a sense of decency. I’m a successful business owner, for crying out loud. How could I just stand by and let someone die?” John wiped his tears and said, “Mr. Grove, you’re a lifesaver! My whole family thanks you. I swear, I’ll pay you back first thing tomorrow morning!”

"Luckily your husband was there to help me, if not I've already a cold corpse right now" "Thank you!" She added thanking Jate what he have done. Jate nodded. "It's alright even if not you I will help also the one in needed" The two of the girls smiled at him. But inside of Jate's mind, 'your just lucky that I'm there if not I feel sorry for you!' The two girls have a long conversation on what happen a while ago, she was scared and thought that she will die but luckily she has saved by a here named Jate Woods. AKA useless live in son in law in her eyes, but things became different when he save her from danger.

I didn’t even understand where Natasha was during the wedding ceremony or how she managed to shoot Elton, but I was glad for the way that it happened. He sat on the edge of the bed beside me, keeping his eyes on mine, and I couldn’t help but find myself admiring the man more than I already did. I knew that I would have lost Killian, who stood in front of me to take the bullet if Elton just pressed the trigger. The man didn’t know how much it meant to me to know that he would have done something like that for me, especially since he would be the someone who not only saved me and our unborn baby at the time, but he would have been the person who tried to save me from the man who ruined my enti

He still remembers the initial hard slog he had to do and the least I can do to repay him for his time is to accompany him to a charity event as his date. Lane is a catch and the thirsty London singles market knows it. Lane's not ready for it at all. I'm like his beard. Lane's wife died under truly horrible circumstances. She was in the car with his best friend, who she was having an affair with when they were on their way to his home in the countryside for a dirty weekend. A drunk driver wiped them off the road. It's hard to hate a dead woman as you lay her to rest with your son standing beside you. So I do what I can to help him.

It was close to a miracle that he was talking to me so much today. But it was only to divorce me. Feeling conflicted, I sniffled and signed my name without hesitation. Sebastian frowned slightly at my resolve. His voice was filled with a little sorrow when he said, “Rose, after the apocalypse, we’ll get married again.” I looked away and waved him away in a casual fashion. “You said it yourself. It’s the apocalypse. This certificate doesn’t matter. “Whether we survive next month is uncertain. Why don’t you focus on saving the world, Mr. Scientist Jenkins?”

"And Damian crashes the wedding to stop it, only to get shot by the angry fiancé—except Cecile jumps in front of the bullet?" "Yeah," I said quietly, tracing a finger along the edge of my notebook. "She dies saving him, and when Damian realizes what she’s done, he... he can’t handle it. So he..." I hesitated, glancing at Frank, who was watching me closely. "He kills himself. Because for him, life without her isn’t a life worth living." A silence enveloped us, broken only by the faint hum of the library’s air conditioner. Frank’s expression softened, his voice dropping. "That’s... really heartbreaking. Somehow, you’ve made Romeo and Juliet even more tragic."

The entire wedding erupted in chaos, Calista ran to the altar to save her son but got pushed violently by the rabid lady. Tears pooled Bianca's eyes, she gathered the folds of her wedding dress that were sweeping the ground and broke into a run. Some security men run to Damien's aid to drag his alleged mistress away. She was already on his back as she held him on chokehold, refusing to let go. She clung to him like a leech. It took a lot of pulling and tugging to get her off his body.