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chapter six

Author: Godloves
last update publish date: 2026-03-26 13:05:53

I was now standing on the high bridge, with a stream of powerful rivers below.

Many people walked past me, each going about their business.

I could hear their voices.

Not that I cared anyway.

“She can’t jump. Have you ever seen anyone jump into the river? I bet she’s just doing this to get attention.”

“And what if she does? We should try to stop her.”

“And why should we care? I don’t give a damn if she dies or not. She should have just hanged herself and been done with it.”

The world was cruel to me, even when I wanted to kill myself.

My heart was beating faster than usual. I knew what I was doing, but it was the only option for a woman who had lost everything.

Her home, her husband, and even the family she thought was on her side.

In a flash, I jumped.

The air filled my lungs as I gasped, but it was too late. I fell into the sea and hit my head against a rock. The current was so strong that I couldn’t fight for my life.

Gbmm! Gbmm!

That was the only sound I heard before I blacked out.

Hell. Heaven.

I wasn’t sure if they were myths, but I wished to wake up in a better life.

[After three months]

I tried to open my heavy eyelids. The sunlight piercing harshly into the room hit my eyes, and I had to shield my face.

I turned on the soft and comfortable bed, and my eyes flew open. “Where am I?” I blurted out.

“She’s awake! Oh my God!”

A maid sitting beside me screamed, scaring me half to death.

She ran out of the room like a madwoman and slammed the door, making me jump on the bed.

I looked around and saw that I was in an even more furnished and luxurious room.

I tried to remember how I got there, but my head hurt so badly that I groaned in pain.

The last thing I remembered was trying to kill myself—but why?

My heart started beating faster, just like that night, at the mere thought of having tried to end my life.

But I couldn’t remember why I did it.

Why I had to jump twenty meters from the city’s highest bridge into a river known to swallow everything thrown into it.

A doctor walked in with a stethoscope around his neck.

“You’re going to be fine, Mrs. Hawkins,” he said with a smile.

“What did you just call me?” I asked, staring at the man whose face wore a gentle smile.

“Am I married?”

“Of course, your husband made sure we took good care of you while he’s away on a business trip. He should be back any moment now.”

I looked at the maid who had run out earlier and then back at the doctor’s face.

“May I?” he said, reaching for my wrist. “Ah! You’re finally awake and you’re…”

He was about to finish his sentence when the door suddenly swung open, and my so-called husband rushed in to embrace me.

“I can’t believe you’re awake. I came running the moment I heard,” he said, holding me tightly in his arms.

He held me even tighter, and in a flash, his lips pressed against mine.

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