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Inside the banquet hall, the groom was nowhere to be seen. An inexplicable sense of panic rose in Rowena's heart. She murmured, "Nathan is still not ready? It's almost time. He's always said he wanted to marry me... Why does he suddenly not seem anxious at all?" Edwin was just about to answer when the secretary rushed in, pale and breathless. "Ms. Atkinson… Mr. Nathan Wilde won't be coming. The flight he was on...had an accident."

Now, I just felt pathetic. It turned out that all my and Darryl's sacrifices were so Kyson could save money to spoil another woman. By the time I finally managed to steady my emotions, the couple had already walked away. I turned to see their backs growing smaller in the distance. I stood there in the shadows, like a scruffy gray mouse. Just then, the saleswoman approached and asked, "Have you decided which fabric you want?" I nodded, setting down the white cloth and picking up a piece of deep blue fabric. "I'll take two of these. How much is it?"

I open Spotify hit shuffle on my coffeehouse playlist for some lofi morning tunes and sit down at my desk. Being Monday and all. I check my emails. Update my daily to-do list on notion. Check my g****e calendar. Set my intentions for the week. Add the bash to my calendar as Josie asked. And finish planning the week out. When I’m finally done, I crawl back over to my bed. Picking up my iPad and begin reading my latest obsession. Romance novels. I mean my love life, is none existent. May as well live through the characters in the books.

Chapter 57: New CEO A newspaper hung low over the table, stating business news over the country, and the biggest headline was about them. Natalie crushed the newspaper with her bare palm. She wished the news would crush like that, too. She breathed heavily over the paper, glaring at the headline which said, “Owen, still missing. His family does not know. Are they really his family or are they after his wealth, after all?”

Then he went back to his workbook and wrote numbers like they were the only language that never lied. I picked up my phone and texted counsel one line: GoodNovel received a forged deletion request with an attached ‘Proof’ file. They preserved it. Expect it. Counsel replied in seconds: Good. That’s our next hook. I stared at the word hook and felt something in me harden into the shape of a plan. Home beat was over. Now the strike would land. — End Chapter 31

… Jeremy sat in the hospital director's office, staring vacantly at my phone lying on the desk. A call broke the silence. He reached for the phone and answered. The voice on the other end was sharp and impatient. "You've been stalling on this grave plot for weeks. How many times do I have to call you? "Last chance. Do you still want it or not, you broke loser? "You know what? You're pathetic. You've already lost one kidney, and now you're down to your last. If you weren't such a useless wreck, you could've hocked the other one and at least split a grave with someone.

And how do I know? “I will change my clothes. Wait there.” last words I uttered. And realize I forget suddenly the problem I need to deal next. @DEATH WISH Thank you for supporting my Novel! You may also read my complete Novel, (hmmm... while waiting for an update) Title: TAMING THE DANGEROUS CEO THE DEVILISH BILLIONAIRE FATED TO MARRY THE DEVIL Thank you so much! Want to hear your review! THANKS A LOT!

That night, I vomited blood again and passed out. Through the haze, I heard the staff panicking. Someone was calling Ken. "Mr. Bowen, Mrs. Bowen collapsed again after vomiting blood. Please come home now!" There was a pause on the other end. Then, I heard Bianca's voice. "Ken, hurry up. We haven't tried this new toy yet." Ken snapped into the phone, impatient and sharp. "What is she pulling now? This is getting ridiculous. Don't bother with her. I want to see if she actually dies this time."

"Harry, I'm wearing the pajamas you bought me. When are you coming back?" Attached was a photo of Winona in sheer black sleepwear, her pregnant belly unmistakable. Harrison turned off the phone almost immediately, hesitation flickering across his face as he looked at Eleanor. "Eleanor, something urgent came up at the company. I have to go take care of it." He stood up. "Go to bed early. You don't have to wait for me." The door closed behind him. Eleanor watched the closed door, reached up, pulled the necklace off, and tossed it into the trash as casually as if she were throwing away an ordinary piece of rubbish.

"I was wrong, Yvonne. Never trust a man." Moonlight cast an ethereal glow on her face. The sound of the waves crashing against the shore was loud in the quiet night. I didn't know what was going on, but my heart felt heavy for some reason. A long, long time later, Mom threw her phone into the sea. Then, she gave me ten dollars. Grabbing my shoulders, she said, "Yvonne, can you go and get me a bottle of water? Don't tell anyone I'm here, alright? If you do, you won't see me again!"