The 99th Time He Gave Up On Me Novels & Stories

They couldn't reach me even if they tried. As for Joel, once he realized I would never go back to him, he fell apart. He stopped caring about work and spent his days drinking, sending me endless messages trying to win back my love. But I never read any of them. I blocked every new number he texted me from. After my career took off, I changed my number for good—severing the last thread that tied me to the past. My music would carry my name to greater heights and forge me a brilliant future. Those people no longer deserved a place in my thoughts.

Code 999 signals that a cardiac arrest patient is in urgent need of a consultation and resuscitation. The hospital director, Carl Sullivan, immediately pauses the report presentation and orders me to join the emergency response team. The head nurse, Lauren Fletcher, is hurriedly sterilizing surgical gowns. She's doing everything possible to save time. Yet Sally Sullivan, the newly hired resident physician, stands right at the operating room entrance. She's blocking the doorway with the pharmacy's consumables list in hand. She confronts me aggressively, saying, "Dr. Ella Beresford, your department used 60 vials of anesthesia throughout March. Did you resell them? "Is this the kind of des

However, the truth got twisted, and Mandy took my place as his savior. No wonder he hated me so much when Mandy died in the past. “It doesn’t matter anymore.” It was a fact that he kicked my life-saving medication away, and he ignored me for ten years. To serenade Mandy, William asked the bar manager for a guitar and sang her a love song in front of everyone. When his gaze landed on me, he paused for a moment before ignoring me. He was singing the song that he had written for me when I was eighteen. “Jade, I hope we’ll always be this happy together. I hope to sing this song for you for all of your future birthdays.”

I came back from picking up takeout to find the fingerprint lock on our front door wouldn't recognize me. The passcode had been changed too. I was about to call my boyfriend Lawrence when I remembered he'd just broken up with me. I looked down at myself, wearing nothing but loungewear and slippers, a coffee stain splashed across my shirt. After a moment's thought, I caved again and sent Lawrence an apology. But the red exclamation mark beside it told me he'd already blocked me. This was the ninth time he'd broken up with me, and the ninth time he'd blocked me. I wanted to knock, but my hand rose only to hang in the air for a few seconds before dropping limply to my side. That closed door mig

Not by my parents, and not by my fated mate. And I was lying here this time because, after countless agonizing and helpless attempts to change my fate, I had finally chosen to end it in despair. This was, apparently, the ninety-ninth time. And I still hadn't managed to die. "That's enough. We need to go help Vivian prepare her gown for the Moon Goddess Festival," my father said, rising. His powerful Beta stance radiated impatience. "If you've truly lost your memory, then all the better."

he whispered and I found myself nodding. "I meant giving up on avoiding you - avoiding us. I can't stand the thought of you getting mad at me, of you crying. So I giving up. It's killing me. God knows I tried every possible way I know to make this work but there are things that I can't control. I'm done giving you reasons to hate me. From now on it's just us. We'll try to work this out together. I don't give a fuck if we hide this relationship again or whatever you like as long as we're back together, I don't care. Coz God knows it's starting to kill me too. I love you Boo bear, okay? I will never give you up. Never,"

“You didn't give me a chance to fix things. I've been sending texts for weeks now. I'm sorry, Vee, please, forgive—” “I gave you years.” I replied, “I haven't shown you loyalty and all you could give me when you no longer needed me was what? Humiliation! I haven't you patience when you gave me betrayal and now you want me to try again? You must think I am a fool.” *I made a mistake he said, voice breaking. “But that shouldn't define me as a person. You know how much I loved you, Vee. You know how much I loved you, don't forget—”

I was never his first. And I would've never been his last. Now... There was Genaro. For a moment, I had thought... Maybe this time would be different. Maybe I could still have that kind of love. That kind of bond. But twenty-nine. Not one. Not two. Twenty-nine. The number echoed inside my head. Again. And again. No matter how hard I tried... I couldn't make it seem small. I couldn't make it feel normal. I couldn't convince myself...

"Cough, cough… No. How about this? In return for raising you, you have to fulfill 99 requests for me. Or once I abandon you 99 times, the debt is gone." - His tall frame trembled violently, and he finally sank to the ground, his posture humble. "I-I just got confused. My thoughts were all mixed up. But I love you. I told Zara not to touch you, but she still did it behind my back. I never intended to abandon you." Eyes red and swollen, he was crying so vulnerably that it made me remember how I used to fall for this. I enjoyed the feeling I got when the high-and-mighty Samuel was willing to lower himself for me.

I brushed off the heavy perfume that was not mine clinging to him and forgave him, my voice barely above a whisper. I figured it was only fair to forgive him 99 times, just like those 99 rejections before we got married. However, then came the second, third, fourth times… Five years in, and he had ditched me time and again for his true love, Wren. Even later, before he went to chase after his dream girl, he started giving me keys to a new house. From the first to the ninety-ninth time. Each time, I let it slide. However, now, it was the hundredth time.