ManyWriters

In the third year of our marriage, after Alaric failed to convince me to agree to an open marriage, he started messing around.
When I barged into the VIP club to confront him for the 99th time, Alaric asked me to dance in place of his new fling who was on her period.
I pointed at my limp leg, "Me? Can I pole dance?"
He smirked disdainfully, "You just had a miscarriage, not an amputation."
"What are you playing at?"
Alaric roughly dragged me to the pole, forcing me to dance.
Until my leg injury flared up, and blood pooled beneath my feet, covering the floor.
He left with his new girlfriend in tow, "If you don't want kids, don't hold others back from living their lives."
That night, I had both legs amputated and ended up in a wheelchair.
His new flame Scarlett, however, sent intimate photos of their vacation together.
Alaric didn't know that I miscarried because I had ovarian cancer.
He was even more clueless that the cancer had already spread to my legs. The lingering limp was actually a blessing in disguise.

The 99th Time Catching Him

Alaric stood frozen for a while before speaking, "Melody is missing?"


The voice on the other end responded very softly, quickly inquiring, "Mr. Harrington, this order is extremely important to us. If it falls through, the Harrington family's company will face bankruptcy! Mr. Harrington, please think of something quick!"


"Melody is really missing?" This time, the question carried a hint of barely noticeable panic.


"Mr. Harrington, that's not important! What's important is..."


Alaric irritably interrupted the bodyguard, "Am I Mr. Harrington or are you Mr. Harrington?"


"I'll ask one more time, where is Melody!"


The bodyguard quickly replied, "She's gone!There's no one in the sea, and no one on the shore!"


Alaric shot to his feet, his vision going dark with rage. "Go search!" he bellowed. "How could a grown person just vanish into thin air?"


Chapter 6