Even after Her Death by Rita Bond

Billionaire Is 1

I died on my wedding night.

During our ceremony, my husband left me at the altar, making me the subject of ridicule for everyone in the city.

When a

a dangerous man attacked me, I called my husband for help, but he told me to just die already so that my sister wouldn't be bothered by me any longer. Before I passed away, I saw the city illuminated by fireworks.

These fireworks were supposed to celebrate our marriage but were instead his way of wooing another woman.

I thought that by dying, I would remove the last obstacle, allowing him to openly pursue my sister.

However, when he discovered that my bones had been fashioned into prayer beads he touched day and night, he lost his sanity.

As my consciousness dimmed, I made one final call.

On 1 the othe other end, a end, a chaotic noise preceded a man's cold voice. "Chloe, are you done making trouble? I've already given you a grand wedding. I'm just spending time with Anna. What more do you want?" Blood poured from me quickly as the attacker loomed over, observing my struggling and pitiful state.

He was aware that I was about to die and could no longer pose any threat.

But I

clung to

to the faintest glimmer of hope, unwilling to surrender just yet.

My white wedding dress, now drenched in the river, was muddied at the hem. Summoning my last bit of strength, I cried out, "Luke, save me!" Luke Bolton cut me off with annoyance, "Enough. Aren't you tired of this charade? I'm fed up with it."

"I'm not lying. Someone is trying to kill to kill me...

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scoffed, "Chloe, you were pretending to be sick before. What's this performance now?

"Are you so desperate for attention? Anna is your own sister, and you're Mrs. Bolton now. Will you only be satisfied if she's dead?"

The biting

With

cold was nothing compared to his scornful words. As the blood pooled beneath me, staining my wedding gown, I knew my end was near. my final breath, I lay on my back, surrendering to my fate, my voice a faint whisper. "But Anna is safe and alive, while I ... am dying."

"Just die already. That way, Ann Anna wouldn't be bothered by you anymore."

Before the call ended, a sweet voice chimed in, "Luke, the fireworks are about to begin."

Luke's voice faded a

ded away,

splash sent droplets inving only the howling wind in my ears. The blood-smeared phone slipped from my fingers and fell heavily into the

Amidst the

Amid the swirling snow,

my eyes, which turned into burning tears streaming down

tiny

by twinkling drones. The deafening bursts of fireworks filled the air, and

fireworks, which he had spent six months preparing to celebrate our wedding, had ultimately been a show to impress another woman. Someone sent me a photo

usually so detached,

r joy, my eyes

after death,

I hoped I

But f

myself under a brilliant, star-filled sky, watching a couple locked in an embrace. It was my husband, Luke, and I my sister, Anna

Anna, you

to reach out to them, but my hands went straight through

Looking

form.

hit me that I was dead and my spirit

so passionately, I

his childhood sweetheart, and not long ago, Luke had promised me that his feelings for Anna were purely sibling-like and that he loved only me. Another firework streaked across the sky, and Luke suddenly jolted awake, pushing Anna

we can't

and the firelight made her look even more captivating. She bit her lip and said, "Luke, I didn't mean for this to happen. I just... couldn't control myself." Luke gently stroked her head. "It's alright, I'm not angry with you. I'll make a

out his phone and dialed my

Achi

me. After more than twenty years of devotion,

Even thinking of me

Beep, beep,

only after his romantic encounter with Anna, as if calling me was

beep...

three rings, my voice remained

standby for Luke, ready

But I

a

I was dea

frowned deeply. "Anna, I'm going to check

he

sent Luke my location by the river. If he came now, he might still

slipping away, and I dreaded what the scheming murderer

his wrist, and Anna looked at him with

Luke hesitated. "But Chloe

fine. Or when she said someone was stalking her, but nothing ever happened? "That's Chloe for you. She's always been spoiled, playing these

could be as

Anna

I

a bitter pang

you can be as carefree as you like." Luke didn't come to find me again. Instead,

blocked the doorway, trying to

a determined i insect, laughed as she passed through my