Rising from Ashes: Her Revenge after Rebirth
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Introduction
Now, given a second chance at life, she vows to avenge her mother and herself. Fueled by fierce determination, she embarks on a mission to dismantle the treacherous scumbag and the deceitful white lotus who betrayed her. Along the way, she finds herself in an unexpected, sweet relationship with her seemingly "cheap" husband.
The world is shocked and confused by her return.
"Isn't she the village girl who was exiled for 19 years and killed by the Hampton family?" they whisper.
But powerful allies emerge from her past:
Her Uncle, a powerful corporate president, declares, "That's my precious niece."
Her Second Uncle, a top celebrity, states, "I'm here for a discussion."
Her Little Uncle, a champion in electronic competitions, stands ready to support her.
And then there’s her husband. Known to many as a disabled man, he surprises everyone by saying, "That's my wife." When questioned about his disability, a knowing smile spreads across his face.
"I'll only be crippled in front of her," he reveals, his mysterious aura hinting at hidden depths and formidable strength.
Together, they form an unbreakable alliance, ready to dominate the world and take down anyone who dares to stand in their way.
Chapter 1
"Eleanor, don't be afraid. It's just a minor operation. It will be all right soon."
"Your sister's condition is getting worse. Only your heart is the best match. Please save her."
"I know you've suffered, but now you're the only one who can save her. You've always been obedient to me. Help her, help us."
The voice beside her ear was gentle and charming, but it made people feel cold all over. Eleanor Hampton lay on the cold and hard bed. With her mouth covered, she could only stare at the elegant man in front of her.
She wanted to refuse! She wanted to break free!
But her body which had been injected with anesthetic could not exert any strength. She shook her head desperately and prayed that the man in front of her would not be so cruel.
Would she still be alive after her heart was taken away? If she was to help them, who would help her?
In order to save Catherina Hampton-her younger sister who had a heart disease, she was regarded as a backup heart source. If there was any complication with Catherina, Eleanor would immediately contribute her heart!
But why? Didn't her life matter? She also wanted to live, and she had the right to live!
It was as if the he did not see the pleading and despair in her eyes. He did not hesitate to inject another shot of medicine into her.
"Be a good girl. When you get some sleep, it will be over."
After that, he left without looking back. Given all the equipment in front of her and the smell of disinfectant everywhere, it could be said that she was in the basement of a private hospital.
Eleanor shed a tear from the corner of her eye.
"When did he prepare this for me? I can't blame anyone else for being reduced to this state. I can only blame myself for being blind and believing in this man-the man I once loved deeply."
She still remembered that he said that he loved her and he would protect her. He would never allow the Hampton family to hurt her. But when he turned around, he traded her life for Catherina's.
She was trapped here without any sun light. She could only watch herself lying on the operating table, feeling the pain of her heart being peeled off.
It turned out that his love was fake. His so-called protection was to coax her into falling into his trap. If he really loved her, how could he be willing to exchange her life for another woman's?
Her eyelids were very heavy and she was about to fall asleep. She realized that the drug was about to take effect. Before she fell into complete darkness, she heard a faint conversation at the door. It should be Patrick Hopkin and the doctor.
"Mr. Hopkin, Catherina is ready. Shall we start now?"
"Let's begin."
"After the operation, what should we do with the basement?"
"Set it on fire. It's useless for Catherina to stay here. Don't leave any evidence."
"Yes." ... It was said that after a person died, his soul would be preserved. When Eleanor woke up again, she found that the area around her was on fire. Looking at the big hole in her chest, Eleanor's eyes reddened.
Patrick Hopkin...
Patrick Hopkin!
"If there is a next life, I will let you and Catherina have a taste of this bone-piercing pain." I'll make you pay with your blood!
Suddenly, she heard hurried footsteps. Someone eagerly called her nickname.
"Er, Er..."
His voice was low and familiar. Eleanor looked towards the source of the sound. In the midst of the fiery light, a man was walking towards her. His tall and straight figure was exuding a proud and unyielding air that was hard to shake. The man's eyes were scarlet and he was out of breath, as if he had just come from a distant place. Eleanor's pupils suddenly contracted.
Robert Robert!
How could it be him?!
It was said that Robert had a pure-heart and did not get close to women, but no one knew that he only had a deep affection for Eleanor. He was clearly a favored son of heaven, but he always chased after her alone.
But how could she see anyone else when she was focused on Patrick?
She was even afraid that Patrick would misunderstand her, so she deliberately said a lot of nasty words to Robert.... Unexpectedly, at this moment of life and death, he rushed in to save her, regardless of his personal safety.
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