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...

Hot

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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,

the howling wind in my ears. The blood-smeared phone slipped from my

Amidst the

Amid the swirling snow,

into burning tears streaming down my

tiny

a river of stars created by twinkling drones. The deafening bursts of fireworks

to celebrate our wedding, had ultimately been a show to impress another woman. Someone sent me a photo of

lips, usually so detached, curled into

their r joy, my eyes closed for the

death, one

truly another life, I hoped I would never cross paths with Luke

But f

sky, watching a couple locked in an

you

out to them, but my hands

Looking

I saw my almost transparent form.

and my

passionately, I felt

for Anna were purely sibling-like and that he loved only me. Another firework streaked across the sky, and Luke suddenly jolted awake, pushing

we can't do

mean for this to happen. I just... couldn't control myself."

he pulled out his phone and dialed my

Achi

than twenty years of devotion, it

Even thinking of me

Beep, beep,

came only after his romantic encounter with Anna, as if calling

beep...

three rings, my

Luke, ready

But I

a corpse answer

I was dea

going to check Chloe's

now he remembered

location by the river. If he came now, he might

what the

Anna looked at him

Luke hesitated. "But Chloe

was 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 tricks. She's the Sanders' heiress. Who would dare harm her?" His words

could be as

Anna

I

and I felt a bitter

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

trying

laughed as