Kristen Rose never meant to marry billionaire Max Ethan Anderson, but fate and a cruel twist put her at the altar. she ends up in a hidden, 20-day marriage with a man who resents her for everything she never meant to do. Max gives her a deadline. She gives him her heart. But just when she thinks there might be more behind his cold eyes, a painful truth comes crashing in. Until she vanished… and returned later, powerful, fearless, and burning for revenge. This time, she’s teaming up with Max’s biggest enemy and he never saw it coming.
View MoreIt was early morning, around 4:30 a.m. The room was quiet, the soft hum of machines was the only sound you could hear.The door opened gently, and Mr. Green stepped in, closing it behind him with a soft click. His eyes looked tired, heavy, as he walked slowly to the side of Max’s hospital bed.Max was asleep, his breathing steady, unaware of his present.Mr. Green stood there for a long moment as he just watched him.He finally spoke with a low and trembling voice. “You grew up right in front of me… stubborn, reckless, but with a good heart.”He paused and swallowed hard.“I failed you. I should’ve known that day… should’ve protected you better.”His eyes welled but he blinked quickly.“I’ve been asked to step away. I won’t be here when you wake up.”He looked at Max one last time.“Stay strong, kid… Don’t let this world eat you up”''I hope to see you in one piece when I return,'' he said and quickly wiped a falling tear.With a slow breath, he bowed down to give his final respect.
“What do you mean he left his hospital bed? That boy will ruin everything!”He hangs up and throws his phone down in frustration.“First, the scandal with the swap, blah blah, blah.... now this. He better not drag our name any lower ”‘‘Julia, Juliaaaa!!!’’….…………………Max dragged himself out of the hospital building, one hand still clutching his side, the other waving weakly at passing cars.His breath was uneven. His body is still weak.But his eyes… they were burning with one thing.A taxi slowed down.Max stumbled forward and pulled the door open.“Where to, sir?” the driver asked, glancing at Max through the mirror.“Just drive… I’ll tell you where,” he muttered as he leaned back into the seat, fighting the dizziness.From behind him“MR. ANDERSON!” Mr. Green rushed out, eyes widening as he saw Max enter the taxi. “Wait!”But it was too late. The taxi took off.Without thinking, Mr. Green ran to his car, started the engine, and drove after them.Max arrived at the hotel....the same
The doctor and Mr. Green rushed into the room. Without wasting a second, the doctor moved straight to Max’s side and grabbed his wrist to check for a pulse.“His pulse is dropping,” the doctor muttered, his brows furrowing deeply as he pulled out a stethoscope and leaned over Max’s chest.“Get the crash cart in here, now!” he barked toward the hallway.Mr. Green stood stiffly beside him, eyes fixed on the monitor as the beeping grew more erratic.“Mr. Anderson, stay with us,” the doctor said firmly as he began chest compression. “We’re not losing him today.”Nurses burst in with equipment, and the room turned chaotic....hands were moving quickly, voices rising with urgency as they battled to keep him alive…The room was in chaos.“Clear!” the doctor shouted.A loud zap followed as the defibrillator pads pressed against Max’s chest, his body jolting on the bed. The monitor flatlined again.“Charging......300 joules! Clear!”Another shock.Kristen crouched near the corner just outside Ma
“The number you’re calling cannot be reached at this moment. Please call back later,” the phone said as the nurse dialed the number.She frowned and tried again.“The number you’re calling is currently switched off.”Letting out a soft sigh, the nurse glanced at the paper again. Then she stood up, looked around the hallway, and scanned the area, hoping to spot the man who had given her the number.Holding the paper tightly, she stepped away from the desk, calling out gently while checking each direction, “Sir? Hello? Are you still here?”But there was no sign of him.….……………………..“So happy you decided to come see your aunt after so long,” a chubby Italian-looking woman said as she placed a cup of tea on the table.Kristen nodded, feeling grateful that the woman had accepted her into her home. She glanced down at her phone, still trying to turn it on.The woman noticed and sat beside her.“Don’t worry, you’ll be able to charge it once the power is back,” she said kindly, settling into h
At the hospitalMr. Erik hurried down the hallway, his wife following closely behind. She clutched her purse tightly, her face lined with tension.As they neared the hospital wing, Mr. Valtor stepped forward to meet them.“You shouldn’t have canceled your flight back, Erik,” Valtor said.“Come on, Valtor,” Mr. Erik replied, offering a small nod. “We had everything arranged. It’s only right that we come. Max is family.”Valtor exhaled heavily, clearly uneasy. “I appreciate you both, will forever be grateful” he said, reaching out to shake Erik’s hand.Mrs. Julia stood a short distance behind, trying to keep composed, though her hands trembled slightly by her sides. Her eyes were fixed on the hallway ahead, worry etched deep into her features.Beside her, Mrs. Marissa walked slowly. She glanced at Julia from the side and gently placed a hand on her arm.“He’s strong,” Marissa said quietly, just enough for Julia to hear. “Max will pull through.”Julia didn’t respond right away. She just n
A smile still sat on Lena’s lips as she sipped her drink slowly. Her eyes followed the man walking away, the brown envelope now gone from the table.And then... the flashbacks came rushing in.Flashback: Two Months AgoIt was two months ago, days after Max had mistakenly married Kristen instead of Lena. He stormed out of the mansion as he said to himself, “I will make sure to get everything on her.”Lena, curious and secretly following him, watched as Max met with a man in a quiet corner. She stayed hidden, her eyes narrowing when she saw Max hand something over to the man, clearly instructing him.As soon as Max drove off, Lena didn’t waste a second. She rushed toward the man.“Hey, Mrs. Lena, you’re here…” the man said nervously.“Charles,” she greeted with a smile. “Long time no see.”“I saw Max here. What did he say?” she asked, tilting her head.Charles hesitated, trying to brush her off. But Lena stepped closer with sharp eyes. “I heard everything. He asked you to do something,
The next dayMr. Green sat slouched against the wall, his head resting to the side as his eyes closed. He had fallen asleep just like that, still in yesterday’s clothes. His arms were folded between his legs, as if trying to hold himself together. The hallway around him was quiet and cold, too.“Mr. Green,” the doctor called gently as he walked toward him.Mr. Green stirred awake, rubbed his eyes and tried sitting up straight. His back ached from sleeping against the hard wall, but he didn’t care. “How is he?” he asked quickly with a rough voice.The doctor sighed and folded his arms. “He made it through the night… barely. His vitals have stabilized a little, but he’s still not responding the way we hoped.”Mr. Green blinked slowly. “Is he… conscious?”The doctor shook his head. “No, not yet. His body’s weak. And his kidneys… we may not have much time before we need to act.”Mr. Green looked down at his hands. “What do we do now?”“We need a donor. Fast,” the doctor said quietly. “We’
“Oh my, I need to make sure I look good there, at least,” Lena said, pacing back and forth in her closet. She held up an outfit in front of her, still on the hanger.“Hmm, no… this looks overdressed,” she muttered as she tossed it to the floor.“This one’s too tight.” Another outfit joined the pile.Then her eyes lit up.“Perfect. This one’s comfy... and great for the hospital. At least I’ll get a better angle if the media shows up,” she smiled, satisfied, and rushed into the washroom to change.….………..He walked into one of the hospital’s private rooms reserved for family. He quietly shut the door behind him.His shoulders sagged as though the weight of the world was pressing down on him.With trembling hands, he removed his glasses and set them on the side table.His eyes, heavy and clouded with thoughts, stared into nothing.He took slow steps toward the chair in the corner and sank into it, exhaling deeply as his body finally gave in.He leaned back as he rested his head against th
Mr. Green had just managed to free himself. Wasting no time, he hurried toward the reception hall.He entered the first room. It was empty.The second...no no sign of Max.He went to the last door near the end of the corridor.At first, he didn’t see anything unusual. But then, he looked again and froze.Max was lying there, motionless.“Mr. Anderson!” Mr. Green called out in shock and quickly rushed to his side with hesitation.….………….Kristen slowly entered her room, her face tight like she’d been holding everything in for far too long.The moment the door shut behind her, she slid down to the floor and burst into tears.She couldn't hold it in anymore.Tears spilled down her cheeks as sobs wracked her body. She clutched her arms around herself, trying to stay together but it was no use. Everything she had buried inside came pouring out again…She cried, cried cried and cried….Then suddenly, something hit her. She froze.Her tear filled eyes widened, and she wiped her face with trem
"We’ve been waiting too long. What does he think he is?" Mr. Donovan Creed said as he slammed the table with a force that echoed through the room. Every person seated at the long, polished table flinched at the sound, and their attention turned to him. "Mr. Creed, you need to calm down. I am sure he is on his way," the secretary said, standing there calmly. "Calm down? When we talk about power and time, I know you have no business with either. People like you can afford to waste all day in one place, but not someone like us. I don’t have the luxury of patience, nor do I tolerate incompetence. We’re not here to twiddle our thumbs while he takes his sweet time," Mr. Donovan Creed snapped. Around the table, the other executives exchanged uneasy glances. Some shifted uncomfortably in their seats, while others stared down at the documents in front of them, trying to avoid Mr. Creed’s piercing gaze. One of the senior members of the board, a man with graying hair and a nervous demeanor,...
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