The 99th Game Was Mine All Along novel Chapter 128

Chapter 9 

Michael approached the altar, dismissing the panicked assistant with a nod before gripping James’s 

shoulder. 

“I double–checked, man. Emily boarded that flight four hours ago. The crash reports are coming in now. It doesn’t look good.” 

James stood frozen, color draining from his face. “She was pregnant… Why wouldn’t she tell me? Why terminate it? Why just… leave?” 

Michael had seen the damning evidence. Watching his friend unravel, he exhaled heavily. 

“Seriously? She gave you five children who all ended up as lab specimens. Those babies weren’t even allowed the dignity of a burial–they were cut open and studied. Would you trust someone like that with another child? Death before birth might be mercy in comparison.” 

“I warned you about karma, didn’t I? You laughed it off, but look at you now. For someone who claims she meant nothing, why do your staff still call her your wife?” 

“Let me level with you–I saw Emily outside that door when we talked. The moment she heard your little confession, she broke down. She heard everything, James. You’ve just been in denial.” 

“Put yourself in her shoes for a second. Seven years of marriage–a complete sham. The man she loved was obsessed with someone else. You killed her children to impress your girlfriend and then planned to marry the woman who dissected them. Everything she believed in turned out to be a sick joke. Did you honestly expect her to stick around?” 

“If marrying Rachel is what you really want, go ahead. But with Emily gone–potentially dead–are you really going to stand here and exchange vows? Are you that cold–blooded?” 

Michael stepped back, leaving James to wrestle with his thoughts. 

It was true–if Emily were just a disposable plaything, why insist his staff address her as his wife? 

His gaze drifted to a little flower girl fidgeting nearby. 

The sight unexpectedly triggered memories of his children with Emily–children he never allowed to 

breathe. 

He remembered Emily’s face, radiant with hope before each delivery. 

With each stillbirth announcement, that light dimmed further until her eyes held nothing but hollow resignation. 

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Recently, he’d caught himself thinking: if Emily gets pregnant again, maybe this time I’ll let the baby live. I miss seeing that sparkle in her eyes. 

Rachel was supposedly the woman he’d always dreamed of marrying 

So why, on this perfect wedding day, looking at Rachel’s flawless makeup and designer gown, did he feel so… empty? 

His mind wandered to Emily in bridal white–not glamorous like Rachel’s dress, but something gentle and 

ethereal. 

The vows he’d rehearsed without hesitation now felt like sandpaper in his throat.