After I stopped loving him, he begged me to…
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After the miscarriage, I lay in the ICU for an entire month. Meanwhile, my husband was off traveling around with his so–called “true love.” It wasn’t until he decided to divorce me that he remembered I existed.
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He called my mom, demanding to know how long I was going to “keep making trouble“. My mother looked at me, her daughter teetering on the edge of death, and said bitterly, “She won’t bother you anymore. Are you happy now?”
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I was admitted to the ICU. That same day, the day I lost the baby, I was dying–massive blood loss, organ damage. And the cruelest part? The one who caused all of this was none other than my
husband, Dominick Vanderbilt.
The day everything went wrong for me was his birthday. I had prepared a table full of his favorite dishes, baked a cake from scratch, and decorated the house to look incredibly romantic.
On top of all the designer gifts, I had something special and priceless for Dominick–a gift I’d been waiting years to give. I was pregnant. After five years of trying, we finally had this hard-won miracle.
I thought this baby would be a miracle for us–a gift to celebrate his birthday and a lifeline to save our crumbling marriage. That
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was why I chose his birthday to share the news. I was so sure it would change everything.
But when he came home from work, he just quickly changed his clothes and said Madison Blair had been admitted to the hospital and needed someone by her side. Then, without a second thought, he turned to leave again.
I grabbed his arm, unable to believe what I was hearing. “Dominick, I worked so hard on this… And I… I have something really important to tell you.”
Dominick shook me off and said coldly, “Peyton, Maddy’s in the hospital alone. I have to go.”
The warmth drained from my face instantly. Ever since Madison came back into his life, it was like she’d stolen his soul.
Madison, the one who got away, his so–called first love, had always held a unique and irreplaceable place in Dominick’s heart. Realizing this, I slowly let my hand drop and asked bitterly, “Dominick, is Madison really that important to you? Is she more important than me?”
Dominick shot me an impatient look. “Can you not start with your nonsense right now? Madison saved my life back then. She’s in trouble now; what’s wrong with me helping her out?”
He didn’t even wait for me to argue. Instead, he cut me off before I could speak, saying, “Madison and I are clean—nothing has ever happened between us. If you keep doubting me like this, there’s no way we can go on living together.” His gaze
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túrned cold like he was staring at an enemy rather than his wife.
Anger boiled inside me, and I reached out to grab Dominick, desperate to stop him. But he shoved me away without hesitation. The door slammed as he walked out, never once looking back. I stumbled and lost my balance, hitting the corner of the table hard before collapsing to the floor.
Pain shot through me in waves. I could feel my body trembling uncontrollably before everything went dark. When I woke up again, I was standing–of all places–at the edge of my own hospital bed. I looked down at myself, pale and covered in tubes. My face was expressionless, hollow.
It hit me then. When a person hovers between life and death, their unrelenting obsessions can turn into a spirit, forcing them to become a silent spectator of the world they can’t quite leave behind. I wanted to cry but couldn’t.
Seeing my mother outside the ward, her hair snow–white after just one night, ripped my heart to shreds.
And when I realized Dominick was the one responsible for all of this, that burning sense of injustice pulled me like a magnet–I found myself standing right by his side.
Dominick was in another hospital at the time. He sat by Madison’s bedside, his hand wrapped gently around hers, his pression full of worry. “Don’t worry. Just focus on getting bet. I’ll take care of everything else.”
Madison ave him a weak smile and, using what little strength
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she had, rested her head on his shoulder. “Dom, I’m so lucky to have you. Without you, I really don’t know what I’d do…” Feeling her dependence, he smiled in satisfaction as though this was exactly where he belonged.
Madison nestled closer to him and pouted softly, “But Dom, if you’re always here with me, won’t Peyton get upset?”
When Dominick heard my name, his face twisted into a scowl, his voice dripping with disdain. “Who cares? She’s always picking fights for no reason, accusing me of being unfaithful to her and looking for any excuse to argue. Tell me, who could stand living like that? If it comes to it, I’ll just divorce her and be done with it!”
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