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Poor Heir Millionaire 93
I remember in my eerie dreams, I wandered aimlessly along a path of stones, which hurt the soles of my feet with every step, yet I didn't care because I kept walking until, at the end of the road, I found myself covered in blood.Terrified, I looked at my hands, finding that knife between them, soaked in that crimson liquid. I was ready to scream in horror, but suddenly my eyes snapped open, bringing me back to reality.The first thing I encountered was a white wall, the smell of medications invading my nostrils, and I mechanically breathed, calming my racing heart, realizing without much effort that I was in a hospital.I heard distorted voices of two people nearby, and I let my eyes wander around the illuminated room, finding Nia and Ryan on the couch, chatting in whispers.I struggled to sit up, letting out a groan that caught their attention. Both noticed that I had woken up – after who knows how many days – and stood up to help me."Lucy!" scolded the girl, standing by my side, a
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I stopped minutes later in front of my mother's room, where I entered in total silence. She, as beautiful as ever, was sitting on the bed reading a book that perhaps Ryan had bought for her.Mom Monica, upon seeing me arrive, set the book aside with her eyes wide open, surprised that I was up and walking towards her despite my discomfort.Hurriedly, she threw off the sheet almost kicking it, got out of bed with great care, enveloping me in her arms before I even reached halfway."Darling!" she exclaimed, squeezing me with immense affection, which elicited a sincere smile from me, enchanted by her tenderness. "I'm so sorry!""Mom, you don't have to apologize," I murmured in her ear, giving her a chaste kiss on the cheek, wiping away her silent tears with my lips."I'm so glad you're okay. That horrible man should have stayed in jail for life," she said exasperatedly, stepping back a bit to analyze every detail of me. She placed her hands on either side of my face, distressed by the dis
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I held his gaze with sweetness, and involuntarily, seeing him so devastated, I smiled without needing to fake it. With him, things were more bearable, almost natural.I remained static, as he was the one who took the first step towards me and gently took my face in his hands, analyzing every part of me, making sure I was okay, which would be a lie to say, since I was a complete mess thanks to those wounds that would give me gray hair, making the effort to ensure that I didn't end up with horrendous scars.But it didn't compare to my emotional wound, that would never be erased no matter how hard I tried, it would always be deep down in my being tormenting me whenever it pleased.Without warning, he planted a sweet kiss on my forehead, making me blush, seeing his eyes well up with tears that he didn't shed.We hadn't spoken for days, barely even looked at each other, because I had put up that immense wall again that he had now broken with just a caress.He trailed his soft lips along th
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He was moved by my confession, which made me feel a sense of relief, as he now understood how important he was to me.He gently brushed his lips against mine, while caressing every part of my body with his hands, eliciting involuntary moans from me. He pulled back with a playful smile, amused by my quick reactions, and shyly, I returned the gesture with even more affection.He leaned his dazzling face closer to mine, softly touching the tip of his nose to mine, as a pleasant electric current ran down my spine."Why do you say it like it's a goodbye?" he grumbled, making a cute pout that reminded me of how childish he could sometimes be."It's not a goodbye, I just want you to really think about how much I've loved you, how much I love you, and how much I will love you in the future... and let that bring you back to me.""It will be fine, Lucy," he assured me, delighted by all the affection I showed him with my simple expression, even with that silly smile that I couldn't wipe off. "I'
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"He will not die!" I growled, clenching my fists in anger. "Jack will wake up, Mrs. Walters!"Unintentionally, I had dug my nails into my smooth skin, causing myself intense pain that paled in comparison to the torment coursing through my body as I heard her say those dreadful things."Don't be so naive!" she screamed hysterically, killing me with her penetrating gaze, which left me petrified in the icy room. "You're a doctor and you know that's not going to happen, not even by praying for a miracle. Stop fantasizing about a lie," she whispered, satisfied with my anguished expression. She was right, but a part of me told me that Jack would make it, there were still a million chances. "I never liked you, but now when I see you, I feel sorry for you, because you're left with the disgusting remains, stuck with a practically rotten vegetable.""If you're just here to spew nonsense, why don't you leave already, you damned sick old hag?" I roared, furrowing my brow noticeably offended by he
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"Jack always used to say that Lucila was too smart," I commented, letting out a soft chuckle as I remembered it more to myself than for them to hear.Some of them gave me looks filled with sadness, and others simply looked away from my downcast demeanor, probably holding back their urge to burst into tears.Immediately, sensing the uncomfortable atmosphere I had created, I turned a bit embarrassed to my younger brother, who was interested in nothing but devouring those chicken spaghetti as soon as possible."How are your classes, Ryan?" I asked."At that stupid university, there are only rich kids, but it's bearable," he grumbled, frowning with annoyance at the Jackson University atmosphere, which was a daily routine.I had also had to deal with it and understood it perfectly; however, along the way, I had encountered good people like Nia or one or two of my classmates, who despite being from families swimming in money, sometimes managed to be humble when they felt like it.I deeply a
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I was sitting in that uncomfortable chair for more than four straight hours, during which the people around me kept chattering at the top of their lungs.I squirmed in my seat, trying my best not to fall asleep in that trial. I listened to Arthur Jerome's public defender across the room, while the judges and jury listened attentively to his arguments, while my father remained in his place, head down, with absolutely nothing to say.He didn't even spare me a glance, which I greatly appreciated because it indicated that he was finally beginning to feel remorse for what had happened.That dreadful man had managed to continue his life as he had done so far after months of rest and absolute relaxation.The lawyer Black beside me, a friendly man who was nearing his forties, jumped to his feet to refute something to his counterpart, forcing the judge to silence them to avoid an unnecessary commotion in the courtroom.I scratched my head anxiously, hoping that this torture would end once and
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"Do as you please," I sighed, running one hand through my hair, then immediately stood up from the chair, ready to leave. However, Arthur, enraged that I wasn't trembling in fear, lunged at me, violently pushing me against the wall, his hands squeezing my throat tightly, depriving me of any air."I'll find you, I don't know how, but I will, Lucy," he muttered through gritted teeth, his face as red as a tomato due to the intense rage he felt towards my different attitude towards him. "And next time, I won't give up until I see you dead.""G-Good luck with that, Arthur," I stammered, trying to push him off with all my strength.Thankfully, the guards appeared along with Black, taking that man to his cell, which would probably be the safest and most secluded in the entire prison.He would be so far from my life, so far from any human contact that it was unlikely he would bother me again just to entertain himself.Perhaps after all I had experienced in the last few months, I was trying to
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