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Two towering bodyguards followed closely behind Logan.
Maggie slapped him hard across the face, and the bodyguards did nothing. They were only there to restrain him if he lost
control.
Rachel had made it clear that if Logan was going to act foolishly, they should let him.
Despite being so fierce with others, Logan was surprisingly meek around Maggie.
Though he clenched his fists, he took the slap without retaliation.
“You’re my wife,” Logan murmured dejectedly.
Maggie pushed him away. “Do you know your mother’s bankrupted my family?”
Her anger grew as she continued, “How did I end up almost marrying such a useless man? Thank goodness it didn’t happen.”
She berated Logan, spittle flying as she scolded him. Yet, he didn’t lift a finger against her.
“Get lost. I never want to see you again!”
Logan’s face fell; he truly loved Maggie.
He followed her, unwilling to part, and stumbled upon a heartbreaking scene.
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Maggie, who had just dismissed Logan, was locked in a passionate kiss with her ex–boyfriend, the one she had never really
cut ties with.
They were so engrossed they didn’t notice Logan’s approach.
“Baby, tired of your crazy boyfriend already?” the man teased.
Maggie replied with a roll of her eyes, “Don’t even mention that loser. If not for his family’s money and how easily he could be
controlled, who’d want him? I’m scared he’ll hurt me.”
Logan, who had withstood her insults without flinching, suddenly looked fierce.
I sent a quick text, and the man’s phone vibrated.
“Bet he doesn’t know you were seeing me too while with him. What a joke,” the man said with a smile.
No one could stand that.
As his onded, Logan roared and lunged at him, with the bodyguards right on his heels trying to intervene.
But the man acted faster, shoving Maggie to the ground before fleeing without a backward glance.
Instead of chasing the man, Logan turned on Maggie, pummeling her abdomen with brutal force.
It was chillingly reminiscent of how he had stabbed me to death in a previous life.
“You b*tch!” he yelled, his strength frightening.
Maggie’s stomach quickly showed the marks of his assault despite the bodyguards‘ efforts to pull him off her.
With a cry, Logan tore a chunk out of Maggie’s face before they finally knocked him out.
An ambulance and the police arrived simultaneously.
I went with them as Maggie was rushed to the hospital.
She wasn’t going to make it. Her spleen and liver were ruptured.
She was about to die before we even got there.
The doctors urged me to talk to her, so I did, watching her struggle as she coughed up bits of her insides.
“Why do you hate me so much?” I asked, burning to know the answer.
We were cousins, growing up together, yet she despised me.
Maggie’s awareness briefly returned.
Realizing she was dying, she laughed. “Why do your parents love you and I get scorned for not being a boy? They even wanted to marry me off to a lunatic. It’s not fair.”
With those final words, her life slipped away.
“So that’s it? Such a petty reason?” I murmured, a sense of futility washing over me as they covered her with a sheet and wheeled her to the morgue.
Rachel remained detached through it all al
