Love Game With The Rebel Billionaire

Chapter 91: Train Me To Be Like You (End of Book 1)

They planned this.. Ash didn't even hide it from me.

But for him to kill me like this was more painful than watching my mother die in front of me.

"Everyone, prepare for a 12-hour surgery," I heard someone say.

When I looked, I realized it was a doctor, and we were now in a room.

An operating room.

It felt like the world was spinning as they pushed me on a stretcher, surrounded by nurses.

Memories began to flash in my mind. From my childhood to college, from all my efforts to finish my studies to this moment where I had to fight for my life. It was like the final seven-minute flashback before death.

"I don't... want to die," I whispered before feeling a needle prick my skin.

Moments later, darkness engulfed me.

But before I lost consciousness, I made a promise to myself that I'll hold on to it for the rest of my life.

Everyone will pay for the pain they caused me, and I'll make Ash regret he didn't succeed in killing me.

A YEAR has passed, and I finally have my degree. My valedictorian speech preparations were wasted because I couldn't give it live at the graduation ceremony.

I wasn't able to attend, as I'd been labeled a missing person, but I'm grateful that Mason used his connections so I could still get my diploma and other necessary documents.

I'll disappear for a while. When the time is right, I'll reintroduce myself to the world.

create a new identity. I'm fine living as a missing person. The Coleman family mustn't know where I am, especially since I'm

room. She wore a black dress with knives strapped to her legs.

my own home since that day. I don't think I have the strength to go back. Seeing our house would kill me inside,

answered, taking a black lipstick from the vanity table, matching it to her

drill. Press the red button if you need something," she added, pointing to the custom button by my side

a year, yet my body hasn't healed that much. I know I have great skills, especially with proper training, but right now, I still can't move my body

only slightly. The past lingers in my memory

know how

struck me. Why am I letting myself be consumed by despair when I'm the only one who can lift myself up? A whole year has passed, and

that happened, and nothing I do can

fucking use that pain to rise

do you need?" Evangeline asked after I pressed the red button. "Press that if I'm not here, but since I am, what is

is your destination for the complete story. Share the joy of

I pressed

set up

at me.

Evangeline.

asked, even seeking Mason's permission. I just rolled my

blame him because he still doesn't know

happened that

you'd

spun his chair. His arms were folded as he watched my every move, seemingly waiting

him, remembering the suffering I endured

nothing. I'm numb to pain. When everything seemed to be falling into place, my life

from me, and honestly, I still don't

to seek help from the man I hated the most- oh, wait. He's now only second