Reborn Vengeful Heiress: Married to the Cold Tycoon

beneath her back and a dozen strange

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ney transplant is a delicate procedure," he said, voice cold and cl

shing back-Victor Carlton, that heartless bastard, had forced her i

hey were about to cut out a piece of h

full of shiny surgical tools, inc

. She grabbed one of the gleaming scalpels and pointed it

in the room knew that better than the medical staff. And right

lung it open, she spotted Victor waiting outside, pacing with a worried frow

pped. "The surgery's about to start! Fiona's

, freezing mid-sentence before reaching

"Put it down? Are you kidding me?! Victor, what gives you the right to think I'd save that woman

ere her kidney should be. The searing pain hit her like a tidal wave, almost knocking her out cold, but even

might. "Victor, I curse you and Fiona-you both deserve nothing but suffering. No happiness for the rest of your l

s ears like a curse carved into bone. He'd n

winding like a crimson riv

... she

smile, her teeth still white against all that

as meant

*

. it was u

her eyes open, wanting just one last look at Victor's panic

her eyes again, what

s sickly sweet with perfume, and the place was

was I? Why was

e she had stabbed herself. Nothing. No wounds, no bandages-her

n. No chubbiness, not even a blemish. Her face

ly, her whole life a battle with the scale. Victor had de

t and her face again. Yep, skin so

scle and ribs. There was no coming back from that kind of pain. Just thinking about

it hi

ng, not even bothering with her slippers.

iar girl stared back