Eight Years of Maybe One Day of I Do—Bride Swapped Deal With It novel Chapter 109

Chapter 7

Because Verna said childbirth was painful, her illness was painful, Eden thought of me.

Because I was never afraid of pain.

Eden’s hands fell limply to his sides, eyes hollow as stagnant water.

Verna laughed coldly, ripping off his last mask.

“Eden Blackwood, drop the act. YOU’RE the one who hated her for ‘forcing’ you into marriage. You made her take birth control for three years. You tricked her into the embryo transfer. You turned her into my personal blood bank. Now she’s dead, and suddenly you’re playing the grieving husband?”

Eden’s head snapped up. Memories of three years of cruelty flooded back.

Birth control pills that damaged her uterus, while he lied about “failed IVF attempts.”

Implanting Verna’s embryos while Nimue was unconscious on their honeymoon, then secretly spiking her prenatal vitamins with hormones daily.

Listening to people mock her as a “breeding pig”-never once defending her.

Belated guilt crashed over him like a tidal wave.

Only in this moment did Eden finally realize what he’d done to me all these years.

But remorse that comes too late was worth nothing.

After that, Eden sank into a haze of self-destruction.

He still couldn’t accept that I was dead and hired investigators to track me down.

Even obtained footage of the car accident.

He couldn’t make it halfway through before he had to stop.

He spent days drunk in my empty room, sometimes wandering into the nursery, sobbing over the things I’d carefully chosen.

Later, he started watching the crash footage over and over-self-inflicted torture.

That’s when he noticed something off.

Once Eden realized I’d faked my death, he went mad searching for me.

A month later, he traced my current address and immediately booked a flight.

When Verna heard the news, she rushed to the airport to stop him.

“Eden, don’t go! I can give you everything you want! The doctor said my condition’s improving, remember? Nimue faked her death and fled overseas-that means she doesn’t love you anymore. After we marry, I’ll give you children. As many as you want. Eden!”

Eden simply brushed her hand away, his expression eerily calm.

“I have only one wife. And her name is Nimue Rovella.”

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Tears streamed down Verna’s face.

“Eden, don’t you love ME the most? You never even liked Nimue! Why? WHY?!”

“I didn’t understand my own heart. I was angry she’d ‘trapped’ me into marriage. But from the very beginning, she was the only Mrs. Blackwood in my mind.”

“I’ll give you a huge sum of money. After that, stay away from Nimue. Forever.”

Eden looked at Verna coldly and strode away without looking back.

But this trip was destined to be a waste.

Because I’d already returned home.

I knew the fake death wouldn’t fool Eden forever. And I never intended to hide for life.

He was the one who did wrong. He was the one who should live with regret.

All I needed was to start my new life.

I saw Eden Blackwood again at an evening gala.

I arrived on Theodore Hartnet’s arm, dressed to kill. Many who’d known me before looked stunned.

That’s when Eden charged through the crowd, eyes red-rimmed, grabbing my wrist.

“Nimue. I knew you weren’t dead.”

He reached out to hug me-but before I could react, Theodore kicked him away.

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