My husband, Chandler Rotterdam worked as a researcher developing a new serum. Driven to find a cure for my cancer, he poured himself entirely into the project. However, on the day of the injection, it wasn’t him who administered the treatment—it was his childhood friend, Pauline Hemsworth. She had injected an unregulated dose, and I could do nothing but watch as my life slipped away. Even the child growing inside me was not spared. Meanwhile, Chandler remained by her side. “If this research succeeds, all the credit goes to you!” Chandler assured Pauline. “She would never blame you if anything happens. She’d be grateful to be the first to receive the drug.” But the experiment failed. After discovering my death, Chandler lost his mind.
View MoreIn silence, the two locked eyes. Suddenly Pauline let out a chilling laugh. As she turned back, a syringe needle appeared in her hand.“Don’t blame me! Since you know my secret and refuse to side with me, then you all must die!” she growled.“You don’t love me anymore! You’ve fallen for Mariah, haven’t you? If that’s the case, I’ll send you to meet her like the pair of doomed lovers you are!”Her eyes glowed with madness as she lunged forward, grabbed the needle, and pierced Chandler with it.Before he could react, she injected the drug into his body. He felt as if all his strength had been drained away.Fortunately, Ben was still in the laboratory. He rushed forward and kicked Pauline aside. Just as Pauline turned to attack him, the sound of sirens suddenly blared outside.Terrified, Pauline scrambled toward the laboratory door to escape. Chandler raised his foot and kicked her down to the ground.“You made a big mistake, Pauline.”At his words, Pauline burst into la
The primary team for the development of the experimental drug was led by Pauline, and nearly all related data was stored in her lab. Entering her lab was technically against the rules, but Chandler ignored the risks and went in anyway.He stayed there the entire night.He and Ben had pulled out every neatly organized document, scattering papers across the floor. One cold, unfeeling number after another flooded Chandler’s mind, and slowly, a dreadful truth took shape before him."There were no issues with the drug."Ben looked at him in confusion. "The records here show that the drug underwent every proper protocol before advancing to the final phase of clinical trials. “All previous data comparisons confirmed it as safe. So why did Mariah experience such severe side effects?”"Could it be that she had some unusual constitution?"While Ben mulled it over, Chandler was hit by sudden clarity.He nodded to himself. "Yes, there was nothing wrong with it.""So—" Ben began."
Behind them, my mom let out a twisted laugh. She had been watching Pauline’s demeanor with a kind of grim satisfaction. She spoke softly, barely above a whisper, “Chandler, did you see the little one Mariah carried?“The other coffin… that was for her.“There was even a set of clothes in there,” she paused, a mocking tone creeping into her words. “Oh, wait. The clothes were ruined when you threw the dirty napkin at them. So they were tossed out.“Your daughter died with nothing to wear.”Chandler stood frozen, his gaze fixed ahead.“Chandler…” Pauline’s voice trembled with fear as she spoke cautiously, “Don’t ignore me. Say something…“You know how much effort we poured into getting that drug to the clinical trial stage,” she continued, her voice turning steely, her gaze hardening. “When I noticed an unusual reaction in Mariah, I worried that we’d have even bigger problems when the drug went public. So I thought we should continue with the trials.”She took a slow breath,
My mom lay quietly on the hospital bed, the lingering purple and blue bruises from last night still visible around her neck. At the sight of her, I couldn't help but float over and gently tried to embrace her shoulders.“You’re so silly, Mom. You have a life ahead of you. Why can’t you live it properly?”When my mom noticed Chandler, her fists tightened into balls, and she cast him a look filled with hatred. “What are you doing here?” she demanded, then coughed heavily.Chandler stood in the doorway, and for the first time, he seemed cautious and uncertain. He looked pale and utterly exhausted. “Mother… when did Mariah..?”My mom burst into laughter at his words. “Chandler, oh, Chandler, do you finally believe that Mariah is dead?”“Do you still remember how I begged you that day?” My mom exerted every ounce of strength she had to sit up and glare at him. “I pleaded with you, saying Mariah was dying and wanted to see you one last time, to say a few words to you and what di
Chandler's phone smashed against the floor with a loud crash. He stared blankly ahead, then stiffly turned to look at Pauline. He seemed to be slowly processing what he had heard. Meanwhile, Pauline appeared oblivious. “What’s wrong? Who called?” she asked gently.“Why do you look so pale, Chandler? What happened?” “...It’s a lie,” Chandler whispered. “It has to be a lie!” He leaped to his feet and rushed toward the hospital exit without a second thought. Pauline hurried after him. “What’s going on? Tell me, Chandler! Maybe I can help!”As he dashed outside, he managed to shout an answer, his voice tight with urgency.“They said Mariah died! How could that be?“The experimental drug is currently the most effective treatment for cancer! How could she have died? I need to see for myself!” Pauline's expression changed dramatically, and she followed him out at a sprint.Chandler seemed preoccupied with only one thought. After getting into the car, he sped off leavi
My mom had been rushed into the emergency room. The doctor furrowed his brow as he addressed Chandler. “Are you family? The patient's condition is critical. We will do our utmost to save her, but you need to sign these consent forms first.”Chandler hesitated but eventually signed the document. He then sent me another voice message: [Where on earth have you been? Don’t you know your mom is dying?]Pauline tried to soothe him. “Maybe Mariah has something important to handle. Let’s not disturb her.”But Chandler ignored her and kept trying to reach me. I, however, remained unresponsive.With no other option, he called the hospital's reception. “Could you please connect me to Mariah Corey in Room 1032?”The duty nurse looked taken aback. “Miss Mariah Corey? She… has already passed away…”Chandler froze in disbelief. “How is that possible?”He refused to accept that I was truly gone, even doubting the accuracy of the phone number he had dialed. Without wasting a moment, he
The driver who worked for the hospital was unable to bear the scene any longer. “This is not right, Mr. Rotterdam…” he said gently.Consumed by anger Chandler coldly replied, “I don’t care what you think! Take these two coffins and get lost!“Do whatever you need to! I don’t want to have anything to do with her anymore!”He tossed the napkin he used to wipe the cake off Pauline’s face into the other coffin. Inside lay a set of baby clothes that I had bought for my unborn child. Unfortunately, the child would never have the chance to wear them.The dirty soil and cake smeared the baby's clothes, while Chandler turned a blind eye to my mom’s desperate pleas. My mom’s frail body was curled in pain within that dark, narrow coffin.The driver, unable to bear it any longer, opened the coffin to let her out.When my mom saw the sunlight, her wide eyes registered shock, and tears streamed down her flushed cheeks.“Is that you, Mariah? “I came to find you… Is that okay?”That
Chandler froze.He took a deep breath to suppress his anger."Do you both have to make such a scene?" he asked coldly.“Creating chaos at home is one thing, but what are you playing at bringing two coffins here? Are you trying to intimidate me at my workplace?” My mom sneered. “Don’t you understand why there are two coffins?“Besides Mariah, there’s also your child—” “Enough!” Pauline interrupted as she grabbed Chandler’s hand, playing the peacemaker. “Let it go, Chandler. Don’t be angry. Mrs. Corey doesn’t understand what happened. She’s just protecting her daughter.”She lowered her gaze to the scattered cake on the ground, her eyes slightly red.“I just feel sorry for the cake. It took so long to make it…”Chandler furrowed his brow. “What a waste of a perfectly good cake! You should ask Mariah to make another one. “She usually enjoys baking these things, right? She should make a cake for Pauline’s birthday.”Pauline shamelessly added, “Didn’t you say that Mariah’s c
My mom came to collect my body. She brought two coffins with her. Outside, a vehicle stood ready to transport us.When Pauline appeared, my mom immediately rushed up to her. She excitedly grasped Pauline’s hand. “Oh my God! Is that you, Mariah? Did you come back to see me?”My mom had mistaken Pauline for me. It was understandable. I had also been shocked when I first saw Pauline. Her resemblance to me was uncanny.Reflecting on it later, I realized that Chandler must have chosen me for that very reason. In a sense, I had become Pauline's substitute.Surprised, Pauline let out a shriek and instinctively pushed my mom away. My mom fell to the ground, her elbow scraping against the hard concrete. It left a long trail of blood. She seemed oblivious to the pain and lunged forward to grab Pauline’s leg. “Oh, Mariah! I can’t bear to lose you!” she sobbed uncontrollably.My heart ached and I rushed forward to embrace my mom, but my arms passed right through her body.I c
By the time I took my last breath, the pain had already numbed me.The experiment had failed. They had injected me with an improper dose and I could feel that death was near.Only my mom stayed by my side, pleading through her tears. “Don’t leave, my daughter, please don’t go.”“Isn’t he…coming?” I asked, my gaze fixed on the empty hallway.My mom’s hands trembled as she dialed for Chandler Rotterdam once more.This time, he finally answered, his tone laced with irritation. “Didn’t I already tell you? This is a critical time in Pauline’s experiment! We have to focus on what we’re doing so stop bothering me!”My mom’s voice caught, and when she spoke again, it was hoarse. “Chandler, it’s me.“Could you come to the hospital? Mariah…she doesn’t have much time. She wants to speak with you one last time.”After a brief silence, Chandler let out a low, mocking laugh.“Honestly, Mother, is that necessary?“Did Mariah put you up to this? I’ve said it countless times—there’s not
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