My CEO Ex-Husband's Regret: Chasing His Dying Wife Back
"Alex... help… please…" I tried to whisper, but no sound came out.
I saw them, Alexander had his arms wrapped around Sophia, who was clutching him like her life depended on it. She was pressed against his chest, her face buried in his neck, and she wasn't letting go.
"Don't look at her," Sophia whispered loudly. "You'll only make yourself sick with guilt. This isn't your fault. She did this to herself by being dramatic."
That's when I heard the scream.
"Oh my God! Mrs. Sterling!"
Rosa, one of our housemaids, came rushing into the dining room.
"Mrs. Sterling, what happened to you?" Rosa dropped to her knees beside me, her hands fluttering over my body like she didn't know where to start. "You
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