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All Chapters of He Was Mine Only After I Died: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

11 Chapters

Chapter 1

Stella's POV"Mrs. Marchetti, you have Type A blood. This blood bag is Type B. Are you sure you want us to proceed with the transfusion?" the nurse asked as she held up the blood bag, her brow furrowed."Go ahead." My voice was as light as a feather. "My husband, Don Marcello Marchetti, signed the consent form himself. There's no way it'd be a mistake."The nurse hesitated for a few seconds before finally letting out a sigh and tearing open the packaging. The moment the needle pierced my vein, a chill spread from my wrist straight to my heart.Slowly, I closed my eyes. In under 20 minutes, I started feeling a dull pain in my lower back. It felt like someone was carving into my bones with a blunt knife.Then came the fever. My whole body trembled. No matter how tightly I wrapped myself in the blanket, it didn't help. My teeth chattered, making faint clicking sounds.At that moment, the door flew open with a kick.Marcello Marchetti strode in, the collar of his shirt hanging open

Chapter 2

Not long afterward, I heard the sharp click of high heels echoing down the corridor outside.Letizia came back into the hospital room alone. Marcello wasn't with her. The previous display of meekness and aggrievedness had vanished from her face, replaced by blatant smugness and malice.I ignored her.The fever caused by the hemolytic reaction had already drained me. I didn't even have the strength to lift my arm.Letizia walked to my bedside and flicked my IV line with her fingers."My, my. How pathetic you are. Did you know? While we were out in the corridor just now, Cello called you a nuisance."She leaned closer and lowered her voice. "You can see it clearly now, right? Between you and me, I'll always be his first choice."I exerted the effort to open my eyes and stare coldly at her. "Are you done? If you are, get out."But Letizia didn't get mad. In fact, her smile widened in delight."You're so stubborn, Stella—but it's fine. You won't be able to keep that up for long."

Chapter 3

The next day, a breaking news bulletin interrupted the regular programming on the television in my hospital room."Major security vulnerabilities have been discovered in the Marchetti family's smart driving system, Phantom. At 8:00 am this morning, eight vehicles equipped with the system suddenly lost control on the highway, causing a chain collision. Three people have already suffered severe injuries and…"Leaning against my pillow, I struggled to wipe the blood from the corner of my mouth. My vision had already begun to double. I knew the hemolytic reaction was gradually destroying my body's ability to produce blood.Marcello stood by the window, shouting into his phone, "Is the entire PR department on vacation? Suppress the news immediately. I don't care how much it costs. Just find a scapegoat and say it was caused by some freelance programmer who was acting alone."Furious, he ripped off his tie and hurled it onto the couch.Letizia was curled up in a corner of the couch, twi

Chapter 4

Late at night, the hospital room was as silent as a cemetery. Only the sound of my heavy, uneven breathing echoed through the darkness.By now, the hemolytic reaction had reached the final stage, leaving me in a terminal condition. My kidneys had completely shut down. My lungs were filling with fluid. Every breath felt like swallowing shards of broken glass.Suddenly, fireworks started to burst outside the window, the sounds somehow getting through the soundproof glass as they exploded in the sky.I checked my phone and saw Letizia's livestream.Marcello had rented out the entire amusement park nearby. Letizia stood under the dazzling fireworks with a diamond tiara on her head, smiling like a princess.Standing beside her, Marcello looked at her with a gentle, tender gaze."Happy birthday, Letizia. I'll give you anything you want for your birthday," he said in a voice filled with affection while holding a glass of champagne.Even as I stared at this scene, I didn't even have the

Chapter 5

Marcello's POV The next morning, sunlight filtered in through the thin gaps in the blinds.Marcello opened the door to the hospital room, bringing with him a bagel and a hot coffee. It was from the old bakery that Stella had adored in the past."Have you kicked up enough of a fuss yet, Stella?" he grumbled as he stepped into the room. "You even teamed up with the hospital to trick me last night. I can't believe how audacious you've become. All Letizia did was ruin the brakes in your car. Must you keep acting like you're about to die?"But his voice came to an abrupt stop when he noticed the empty bed.The sheets were neatly folded, not a single crease out of place. The bedside table was just as bare, with Stella's usual water cup gone as well.Marcello froze for a moment before scoffing. "I see how it is. Is this your new trick? Running away? You think I'll beg you to come back just because you've gone into hiding?"He slammed the breakfast down on the table before marching off

Chapter 6

Marcello's POVOver the next three days, Marcello acted as if he'd completely lost his mind. He refused to sign the cremation authorization and forcibly took Stella's body from the morgue, placing it in a cryogenic casket in the cellar beneath the Marchetti estate.Every day, he sat beside the casket, talking to her as if she could still hear him."Are you still upset, Stella? I chased Letizia out. I won't talk to her anymore. Can you open your eyes and look at me?"His voice echoed through the empty cellar. The only response was the low hum of the refrigeration system built into the casket.Stella lay in the casket, her skin as pale and smooth as marble. The mortician had already done her makeup. Her lips were faintly tinted, making it seem as though she were merely asleep.But Marcello knew she wouldn't be waking up again.He reached out, pressing his palm against the transparent lid, tracing the outline of her face."Do you remember the first time we met? You were reading in

Chapter 7

Letizia's POVLetizia found out about Stella's death that same afternoon. She was in her luxury apartment in the opulent Mountcrest district, doing her manicure with a face mask on.One of Marcello's men stood at the door and informed her flatly, "Mrs. Marchetti passed away last night."Letizia paused for a moment before humming nonchalantly in acknowledgment. "Got it."She dismissed the man with a wave of her hand.After the door closed, Letizia peeled off the face mask and walked to the mirror.The woman in the reflection was young and beautiful, in her early 20s, with flawless skin and large eyes that gleamed with an almost manic brightness. After staring at herself for ages, she abruptly chuckled."Dead, huh? She's really dead?"Her laughter kept growing until it sounded like an almost crazed cackle. She doubled over, squealing with laughter until tears streamed down her face."You're finally dead, Stella. I told you—I will forever be Cello's first choice. He loves me the

Chapter 8

Marcello's POVOn the third day after Stella's death, the Marchetti family convened for an emergency meeting. It was held in the estate's grand conference room. The long table was filled with men in suits, sitting on both sides with grim faces. Vincente Romano, the underboss, was a man in his 60s with graying hair, but his gaze remained as sharp as a hawk."Marcello, you must sign the cremation authorization," Vincente said, his tone leaving no room for argument. "You've kept Stella's body in the cellar for three days now. If this continues—""I won't sign it," Marcello said from the seat at the head of the table, his face dark. "Anyone who touches her will die."Vincente sighed. "I know you're grieving, Marcello, but the dead can't be brought back to life. You should let her rest in peace.""I said I won't sign it! That's final!" Marcello jumped to his feet, his chair toppling backward with a heavy crash.A stifling silence fell over the room.After a few seconds, Vincente sp

Chapter 9

Marcello's POVEvery detail from that night flashed before Marcello's eyes once more. Letizia had called, saying that someone at the bar had drugged her. He dashed off without even bothering to check the transfusion consent form properly first—and he'd ended up selecting the wrong blood type for Stella.And now, Stella was dead. If he hadn't left that night… If he'd taken the time to check the form first… If…"No… No…"Marcello collapsed onto the floor, his face completely drained of color."That's not all." Tommaso crouched down to continue staring him in the eye. "Letizia claimed she was testing some kind of brake system on the day of Stella's crash, right? Well, do you know how Letizia knew that Stella would be driving that specific car?"Marcello shook his head mechanically."Stella wasn't even supposed to drive the car in the first place." Tommaso's voice shook. "She was going to take your armored Maybach, but Letizia slashed its tires in advance, forcing Stella to use the

Chapter 10

Letizia's POVLetizia was jolted awake by the sound of urgent knocks on the door at 2:00 am. Half-asleep, she opened the door to find Marcello standing on her doorstep.He was soaking wet. The rain was pouring outside, and water dripped from his disheveled hair. His eyes were bloodshot, and his face as pale as a ghost."Cello? Why are you—"Marcello grabbed her by the throat and slammed her against the wall. "Letizia, did you cause Stella's accident on purpose that day?"Letizia could barely breathe. Tears squeezed out of her eyes. "L-Let go, Cello… I can't breathe…""Answer me!" He tightened his grip. "Did you stage the whole thing at the bar that night? Did you tamper with the medical equipment at the hospital to set off the alarm?"Letizia's face turned blue. Her eyes bulged as she struggled, on the verge of suffocation. Just when she thought she was going to die, he abruptly let go.She slid down the wall, coughing violently as she gasped for air."Cello… I don't know what

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