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Mable Short, the woman my fiancé cherished, and I both fell from the building at the exact same moment. My fiancé, being a doctor, rushed to save Mable first, leaving me, drenched in my own blood, to await the ambulance’s arrival.
In my dying moments, I implored him not to abandon me.
Frank Cullen, my fiancé, however, brusquely kicked my hand
away.
“Gianna! Can’t you be a bit more compassionate? Don’t you see Mable is unconscious? I’ll deal with you later for pushing her down the stairs!”
But Frank never got the chance.
As he turned to carry Mable away, I perished alongside the baby
my womb.
in
My death was agonizing.
I suffered from numerous fractures, with several ribs piercing my uterus, leading to a rupture and severe hemorrhaging.
As I died, my blood saturated the bed.
The scene was so gruesome that even the medical staff reacted in horror.
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Perhaps my soul lingered because my death was so unwilling.
I gazed at my body in disbelief until a familiar voice caught my attention, and I followed it with curiosity.
Indeed, it was Frank.
In the emergency room, he hastily donned surgical garb, reassuring his lover.
“Mable, hold on. I’ll operate on you now!”
He then turned his attention to her surgery. His expression was more solemn than I had ever witnessed before.
Only after the operation did he exhale in relief.
Seeing Mable’s vital signs stabilize, Frank summoned his assistant, Max Harrison, to transfer her to a general ward for observation.
Max paused, with a flicker of indecision crossing his face, which sparked Frank’s curiosity. “What is it?”
Max answered, “Dr. Cullen, do you know the woman who was brought in right after Ms. Short? Just now…”
Max was about to inform Frank of my demise.
However, Frank swiftly cut him off and sternly explained, “I don’t know that woman, nor do I wish to know her condition.”
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Max nodded slightly.
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Hearing this, I felt a chill running through me. Frank despised
me so vehemently, so how could he acknowledge me as his fiancée to outsiders?
Yet, he remained unaware that I lay dead, just a wall away in another ward.
I recalled how, before the accident, I had clung to his trouser leg with all my might.
“Save me. I’m truly dying.
“Don’t leave me. Please save me…”
No one could remain indifferent to the sight of the vast pool of blood beneath me.
Yet, my beloved fiancé gazed down at me with a look of disgust.
“Gianna, can’t you show a shred of kindness? Can’t you see Mable is unconscious?
“Isn’t it enough that you pushed her down the stairs? Now, you’re trying to stop me from saving her? Do you want her life that badly?
“Gianna, I never expected you to be so malicious!”
I released my grip on Frank, my bloodstained hands fumbling in
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my pocket for the pregnancy test report. I yearned to tell him about the baby and plead for our child’s sake that he save me.
Yet, he didn’t grant me a single glance. He spoke harshly, “I’ll deal with you when I get back!”
Ignoring my blood–soaked form, he lifted the unconscious Mable and turned away.
By the time I retrieved the pregnancy test report, they had vanished from my sight.
Tears splashed onto the report as I stared at the evidence of the small life that had begun to form inside me.
I murmured, “I’m sorry, baby. Your dad doesn’t care for me, so he won’t save me, let alone you.”
Upon confirming my death, the doctor reached out to my sole relative, Henry Wells, my father.
When he arrived, all he found was a lifeless body.
He dropped to his knees, tears streaming down his face,
grappling with the incomprehensible reality that I was gone in an instant.
Assisted to his feet by a nurse, he suppressed his grief and tried to contact Frank.
But his calls, more than ten, were all met with disconnection.
The fiancé chooses to save his first love