Chapter 1
My sh Romance With the Richest Mogul
Bedridden in a filthy room, Skr Sullivan glowered at the two people on the couch. She had lost
her limbs due to a car ident, and she was paralyzed on a narrow bed.
The two on the couch paid no heed to her at all–or was it more urate to say that they didn’t even
regard her as a human being?
Christopher Fowler said, ‘I’ve never liked her. She’s the one who has been clinging to me. Maisy,
I’ve liked you ever since I was in college! You’re the love of my life.”
Maisy Williams giggled. ‘Will she feel bad if we do this? Should we get someone to help her?”
“As if anyone would be aroused given the state she’s in!”
Skr felt like cursing them for their brazenness, yet she could barely utter a word due to
prolonged
starvation.
No one had tended to her since she had be crippled. Bedsores had eventually scarred her
body, and her skin had begun to rot, emitting a foul odor.
Christopher had been her boyfriend for seven years, and she had known him since she was young.
Maisy had grown up with her parents in her stead, imposing on her position as the scion of the
Williams family.
Skr’s gaze lingered upon the countless needle marks on her arm, She remembered how her
blood had been incessantly drawn to be transfused into Maisy. Yet, this was how they repaid her.
“Skr, you shouldn’t even be alive! Your sole existence reminds me of my background. So what if
you’re Mom and Dad’s biological daughter? They still didn’t treat you like one. Instead, they used
you as my personal blood bank.”
Maisy pecked Christopher’s lips, her condescending gaze looming over Skr. “Even your man
belongs to
me now.”
*Her existence means nothing. She should be honored that she’d been able to serve as your blood
bank. Otherwise, how could we have possibly let her live until now?” Gazing at Maisy with deeply
infatuated eyes, Christopher tightened his embrace around her.
“That’s true. But now that I’m cured, I don’t need her anymore. Why isn’t she dead yet, even though
we’ve
starved her for days?”
“Let’s force some meds down her throatter. It’ll only be a matter of time before she dies!”
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Tears filled Skr’s emaciated face. Overwhelmed by hatred, she red at them as an intense
burning sensation began coursing through her body.
She felt like she was being burned alive by the overdose. Blood gushed from her face, and life
seeped out of her, drowning her in regret as she passed.
“Skye, just endure this for a bit more. We only need another 14 ounces anyway. Won’t you feel
guilty if anything happens to Maisy?”
“Yeah, we’ve brought you back after all. You’ve already taken everything from Maisy, and she’s
been dutiful to us in your stead all these years. We’re only asking you to give her some more blood.
Don’t be so
petty!”
A middle–aged couple, Jeffrey Williams and Sadie Coleman, barked at Skr, the loathing in their
tone
evident.
They scowled at Skr, whose head hung low in silence. The disdain in their expressions mirrored
each
other.
Maisy, however, was cradled in their arms. The way they were so protective of her in front of Skr
made
thetter seem like their enemy inparison.
“Dad, Mom, I’m fine. Don’t pester Skr anymore. She’s mad at me because I haven’t done well
enough,” Maisy pleaded, her face losing color.
Jeffrey and Sadie were distressed. Once again, they hollered at Skr, “You’re as fit as a fiddle!
Why can’t
you have some pity on Maisy?”
“You don’t need her consent. We’re her parents, and we’ll decide for her. Just carry on with the
procedure,
they ordered the nurse.
All of a sudden, Skr sprang up. She sneered at her biological parents, finally realizing that she
had been
reborn.
She had spent the rest of her life desperately trying to please them after they had brought her back
home.
Since she had the same extremely rare blood type as Maisy–Rh–negative–Jeffrey and Sadie had
taken Maisy home with them by mistake.
They had often told Skr to donate blood to Maisy. Never once had she turned down their
requests; after all, she had wanted to please them.
Whenever she had done so, she had been bombarded with reprimands. Still, she had thought that
she hadn’t done her best to impress them. Despite her health rapidly declining after each
transfusion, she hadplied with their request.
The way Maisy had constantly feigned obedience and innocence in front of them had made Skr
look bad.
Skr had endured a jarringly long period of torture before she died. In fact, she had bled to death!
“What are you looking at? Stop being so jumpy! You’ll scare Maisy. I really can’t expect any basic
courtesy from a country bumpkin like you,” Sadie chastised.
Jeffrey furrowed his brows. “Skye, you’re not behaving yourself today. I’m very disappointed! Tell
me if you need anything, but don’t make a scene at the hospital.”
“Skr, I’ll give you my birthday present, okay? It’s a Ferrari I received from Dad yesterday. I really
need your blood. I promise I’ll give you everything nice I have in the future. Don’t be mad at me,”
Maisy pleaded, holding Skr’s hand.
“What on earth are you saying? That’s your present! Why would you give her a car when she
doesn’t even know how to drive?
“Skye, you’re absurd! Why are you always coveting Maisy’s stuff? You’ve already taken us away
from her, and now you’re snatching her things away from her as well? Sadie was outraged. She
raised a hand to strike Skr.
A triumphant glint flickered in Maisy’s eyes. So what if Skr was Jeffrey and Sadie’s biological
daughter? She was still inferior to her.
kr’s indifferent gaze slid up to
Sadie’s.
Sadie froze, feeling somehow unsettled. “What do you want?”
“Sit down! Stop making a scene!” Jeffrey bellowed..
Skr asked grimly, “Will she die without my blood?”
“Skr, a–are you trying to kill me?” Maisy staggered backward, seemingly taken aback by Skr’s
words.
“How can you be so cruel? Are you actually trying to kill Maisy? How did I ever give birth to a
monster like you? You’re a disappointment. I regret bringing you back into our family!” Sadie
shrieked, her face puce with anger.
Sadie genuinely detested Skr. She was constantly awash in embarrassment whenever she went
out with Skr. [1]
Frankly, Skr wasn’t an obedient and considerate child at all. What was
some of her blood?
the big deal about donating
“Skr, Mom’s health isn’t that great. Please don’t upset her, okay? It’s all my fault.” Maisy sobbed.
Jeffrey’s expression hardened as he berated Skr like he always,did. “Skr, apologize to your
mom and Maisy!”
In her previous life, Skr had apologized obediently whenever Jeffrey had roared at her for an
apology after they had thrown all sorts of usations at her. Still, it hadn’t been enough to satisfy
them.
They hadined that she was only pretending to be weak after every transfusion, which
resulted in very little blood being extracted from her.
ncing down at the needle marks on her arm, Skr snapped, “You should be the ones
apologizing. But even if you apologize, I won’t ept it. I will settle the scorester.” Her tone grew
resolute.
As herst word fell, she strode out of the hospital. All of a sudden, a jolt of pain shot through her as
she took her first step
Her eyes reddened as she stared down at her feet. It felt so good to be able to walk again. She
would settle the score with themter. Right now, she had something more important to stop.