After My Sacrifice, My Fiance Returned Reborn1
For ten years, I risked my life for Jaxon Aldridge.
And the moment he regained control of the Aldridge family, he threw me into prison, making me take the fall for him without a second thought.
I had once trudged through snowstorms to heal his shattered legs, carried him through a storm of bullets, and stayed up countless nights, nursing him through every fever and wound.
After I was released, he held the woman he truly loved in his arms and looked at me with cold detachment.
"Didn’t you always say you’d do anything for me?"
"Then marry a man in a coma for Arabelle’s sake."
Everyone mocked me for wasting a decade of my life on him.
But none of them knew. My ten years of silent endurance were never for him.
They were for the one I truly loved, my fiancé, the one I was determined to bring back from the brink of death.
Outside a quiet chapel, I knelt in the cold, pleading with God for one last miracle.
I vowed to repay the world with a hundred good deeds if only He would give me one thing: his life.
Once I have signed that final contract, I will fulfill the last task.
I would leave without hesitation and never look back.
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“Prisoner 9527, you’re free to go.”
The prison gates creaked open, and the blinding sunlight pierced my eyes like a blade. For a moment, I felt like a ghost stumbling back into the land of the living.
Right then, a message popped up on my phone.
My former fiancé, Callum Drayton, was beginning to regain consciousness.
The moment I read those words, my vision blurred. Tears streamed down my face before I could stop them.
I hadn’t shed a single tear during the false charges, the beatings, or the suffocating solitude behind bars.
But that message cracked me open.
This was the moment I had waited for, for what felt like an eternity.
Ten years ago, Callum had been in a tragic car crash the night before our wedding. He had slipped into a coma, and the man I loved became a silent shell.
In desperation, I had knelt in a chapel for ninety-nine days straight. The priest, moved by my devotion, told me God had sent a message.
Complete one hundred acts of penance with the right people, and your lover will return.
That became my miracle, my one purpose: to bring Callum back to life.
For ten years, I gave everything to Jaxon. No pride. No limits. I did everything he asked without question.