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Sweet Revenge: Inviting My Ex-Husband to My Wedding Ceremony

On the day of my accident, my husband was with his first love. He ignored my calls ninety-nine times — on the hundredth he answered coldly.“Adeline, why are you so desperate for attention? I have a meeting. Stop bothering me.” His delay made my surgery start late and I lost our baby, but that wasn't the worst part. When I woke from the coma I overheard him and the doctor plotting. Ethan had caused the crash to harvest my stem cells for Clara. “I need her unconscious until Clara gives birth to my son,” he sneered. “If you ruin this for me, I’ll ruin you.” My husband, the man I loved, had tried to kill me for his first love. I pressed my hand to my chest as pain shot through my chest. “Mr. Harris,” I said into the phone, my voice cold and flat, “prepare the divorce papers. I want them signed this week.” The woman who loved him died in that crash. The woman who woke up wants revenge.