All Chapters of The Revenge of the Billionaire's Cadaver Wife: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Summer, the perfect season for vacation. The airport is crowded, buzzing with active lives and trolleys stocked with boxes."Announcement please, the next flight to Sheldon city will be departing in ten minutes."In the rush hour, the people hurry with their luggage to the gateway, preparing to begin their vacation; however, for some, the vacation ended already. Drusilla patiently sits near the exit, waiting for Ethan for over an hour. Out of boredom she takes her time to carefully identify new details in the airport, she stares at the digital decor clock in the walkway of the airport."12:34 pm, what could possibly be keeping him this long." She says with a sigh.Everywhere seems different than she remembers, like the airport staff who have ditched their boring and out-of-fashion blue and black that she was familiar with for more suitable and smart uniforms.It's been over an hour since she flew in from the hospital, and she's already losing hope that her husband will arrive. Sudd

The air is thick with the purging smell of antiseptic, and medicine that irks her stomach in the worst possible manner, with undertones of the artificial fragrance contained in soaps and cleaners.Drusilla tries to open her heavy eyes wider but it proves a herculean task. She could only manage to collect a little fraction of light and that was it, everything else looks blurry and she confuses reality with a dream.Besides her, she could hear the beeping sound of a heart monitor, and the surface she was on felt soft and cosy, like a cushion.Trying to program what was before her due to a hazy memory, she struggles to sit upright but her back doesn't let her move, it stings with a dreadful pain that sends her right back to bed."Doctor…." She hears terrified voices speak from a distance.Her head tilts in the direction of the noise, her lips slightly open as she tries to ask questions but finds it difficult to speak and not a single word escapes.Slowly she reaches for her face to caress

The two-hour drive was more than enough to squash Maura with dreadful anxiety.As she sits behind, holding her patience that seems to overflow, her legs are constantly shaking, and her hands tightly squeeze the back seat as she wishes with all her might that the driver will not let her anxiety get the best of her with his tortoise speed. Finally, when she feels suffocated by his speed, Maura leans forward, poking her head at the driver's seat, "can't you go a little faster." She says politely with a smile. The middle-aged driver narrows his look from the road and glances at her, although she's smiling politely, she has anxiety written all over her face, one that troubles the man. The more he stares into her eyes, the clearer he could see his death warrant being signed if he fails to do as he's told.Fear, panic, and distress automatically convert into a cold sweat that dances down his wrinkled face. So, to avoid any sort of trouble, he reluctantly says, "If that's what you want, b

Tears well up in her eyes as she stares at him with sadness. She wants to fight back, cries and begs Neon to turn the car around but the words fail to listen to her bright ideas. The more they drive, Maura fights with herself, debating on whether or not it's a good option to touch the steering wheel, but each time her hands reach towards Neon, she sees a rage greater than her resolve that causes her to shrink in fear. Finally, she gives up and like a good girl doesn't create a fuss until they arrive at a spectacular gala. "Mr Neon, it's good to see you," an old man says. The moment the couple arrives, a small crowd of couples and partners gathers Neon, reaching out to him for a shake while they greet each other. "Good to see you as well Mr Desmond," Neon says, he takes Maura by the shoulders, pushing her forward before introducing her. "Yes, and this is my wife, Maura." "Oh, good to see you, Maura, you look lovely today." The old man and his wife stretch their hands towards Mau

A few minutes ago.Even with dazzling lights and a delightful atmosphere, Neon stood out more than ever. A crowd of guests, particularly gathered for the sake of the only Neon being present, took this as an opportunity and swarmed over him. For Neon, his working smile would not last long as both sides of his lips trembled from holding that look for that long. "When is this ever going to end?" He asked himself as he stood stillEach minute he would answer, "yes, thank you." With his head bowed, he got bored of it quite quickly, very quickly."This isn't why I came here." He muttered to himself. His eyes cast up ahead as he locked his target to spot Mrs Ethan who he saw left the bathroom with a burning rage.Her fist was tightly clenched, her feet stomped as she walked, and her mouth muttered words to herself."Oh!Did they finally have that chat?" He asked himself. The more he thought about it, the more he became curious, he wanted to know for himself how June reacted to Maura, and