My Boyfriend's Beloved Is Dying Novel นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I had no choice but to let Celia pursue you instead, and you were stupid enough to fall for her. "Weren't you hoping to go abroad with Celia and marry her? You stole my marriage, so it was only fair I steal yours. Your mother finally kicked the bucket. I tampered with the drug you took to fake your death. Once they bury you, you'll be awake for every second of it and feel yourself die. "The day you take your last breath is the exact day I marry Celia." Every single word out of his mouth was a knife, and with each sentence, my heart turned to ice.

Three days after my boyfriend’s adopted sister died a tragic death, I clutched a so-called "hush money" check in my hand and became an accomplice in everyone’s eyes. My boyfriend once knelt in the pouring rain to beg me, and his sister's five-year-old daughter cried and begged me to testify, but I refused them both. Ten years later, when I was dying of cancer, my boyfriend Keal Simpson had become a billionaire. He founded a brain-computer interface tech company and developed a memory extraction device intended for the dead. If used on the living, it causes immense pain.

He picked that novel immediately despite the yellowish pages of it. The truth is Helios was the one who placed that novel there. He likes that novel that he also loves to re-read it because of it's tragic ending. The novel was focused by a wealthy woman who fell in love with a man who has a family already. It was written in the novel how they both fought for their love for each other that ends up to their own dead. Yes, they died because the man's wife also fought for her rights and Helios can't really see anything wrong with that.

Loving my boyfriend's best friend was one of the greatest feelings I had always wanted to get rid of. Harry never looked at me the way Shawn did but as a sister and a friend. So I decided to stick to that but every time I look at him, I'm unable to control these strange feelings I have for him. I know it's wrong to have these feelings for him but honestly, he was the first boy I would ever love. Shawn was second. I thought Harry leaving for England will help matters but now he's back and I know the worst is bound to happen.

HAHAHAHA! Well, I guess you don’t have to explain to me… your fiancé needs more explanation more than me. I got my revenge that easily. Hahaha. And another thing, why did you let your fiancé go here? You’re such fool. HAHAHA. YOU ARE A REAL STUPID @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

“Brandon, look at me, I'm here with you, in limbo, is there anyone alive here? “No, but I just thought. “It's what I'd most like, for this to be just a dream, not a dream, a nightmare. I miss Jay. I feel my heart compress every time I think I won't see him again, won't touch him, won't hug him. I feel sad. I feel my heart break with that feeling. “Who is Jay? “My boyfriend. “Oh, now I get it. Don't worry, boyfriends don't last, I'm sure he'll get over you in a few months and forget you.

Even when she left Kevin, she was still not in so much pain that she wanted to die. Why could her warm boy leave her behind and go to that faraway place? Even though she cannot accompany him in the love of husband and wife, she still wants to live with him under the sun and know that he is still healthy and safe. “Emily, Emily.” Brian shook her in panic when he felt her go limp in his arms. He knows this pain is too great. Father and fiance passed away at the same time, who could bear it? How can his poor girl overcome this pain?

Despite the heaviness of grief that surrounds me, I hold onto these cherished memories, finding solace in the warmth they bring to my heart amidst the cold finality of his resting place. "I swear to you, Noah. I will avenge your death. I won't easily spare my Uncle and his life. I promise you that," I whisper softly, the words a solemn vow to my departed boyfriend. My heart aches with the longing for his presence, the pain of his loss still fresh and raw. The promise I make echoes in the quiet cemetery, a silent oath to honor his memory and seek closure for the tragedy that befell us.

"I'm sorry, Cate. I didn't mean it. I was just angry. Angry that you were always looking at another man. That's why I said those things. I never wanted you to die—I didn't. Please don't leave me. I don't want you to leave me!" His desperation mounted, spiraling into madness, but I stood frozen in place, eyes cold, voice colder. "We were never legally married. On what was supposed to be our wedding day, I died. Stop deluding yourself." "No—no! You're my wife! Who the hell is Steve to challenge me? Cate, stay here. Stay with me. Forever. You're mine. Mine!" Madness. He was completely, irredeemably insane. I screamed back, "It's over! I have my own life now. I'll marry Steve and have children w

He opened his mouth, then shut it again. “That was part of the test. The house was never really gone. Stop being stubborn and bring Leo out. I’ll apologize to him myself.” “Go apologize to him at the cemetery.” I pulled the crumpled death certificate from my coat and threw it at his chest. The moment it landed in his hand, I saw the tremor he tried to hide. Leo’s name. His age. Time of death. Cause of death: congenital heart disease, complicated by acute heart failure.