I Let His Mistress Die, Now He's Burying Me Alive - Chapter 10: Chapter 10
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Back when they were teenagers, Owen Miller and Bianca Morgan had that sweet, innocent kind of love—the kind that makes you believe in forever.
The summer after high school, they finally confessed their feelings and made plans to attend the same university together. Owen was over the moon, already picturing late-night study sessions, stolen kisses between classes, and a future built side by side.
But then, everything fell apart.
Bianca's family business went under, and her parents made the sudden decision to take her abroad for school. Heartbroken but determined, the two promised each other one thing before she left: Bianca would come back after graduation, and they'd get married.
So Owen waited. Four long years.
Except Bianca never came home.
She'd found someone else overseas.
By then, I'd been silently in love with Owen for years. Seeing him shattered gave me the courage to finally confess my feelings. To my surprise, he said yes—quickly, almost desperately. We married soon after, though ours was never a normal romance.
I knew he didn't love me the way I loved him. But I held onto hope that maybe, someday, he would.
After we married, I gave him everything—my heart, my devotion. Owen wasn't cruel, but he wasn't affectionate either. The truth was simple: he just didn't love me.
When it came to children, he always dodged the topic. It was his choice not to have any. To stop my mother-in-law's relentless pressure, I lied and said I was the problem—that my health made pregnancy difficult.
Then, out of nowhere, everything changed again.
Bianca came back.
She'd broken up with her boyfriend, and the moment she returned, Owen was hers all over again, as if no time had passed. My mother-in-law, who'd never truly accepted me, welcomed Bianca back like the prodigal daughter-in-law she'd always wanted.
And with Bianca home, my mother-in-law's disdain for me grew sharper by the day. Still, I never imagined her resentment would run so deep—deep enough to plot my death, clearing the way for Bianca to take my place.
But Owen? He was his mother's son through and through. Both of them were stubborn, ruthless, willing to do anything to get what they wanted.
In the end, their obsessions destroyed them.
As for Bianca… I couldn't decide if she deserved pity or blame. In her past life, she'd set herself on fire when Owen refused to comfort her. This time, fate was just as cruel—she died by his hand. Maybe they were two halves of the same twisted coin, trapped in their own toxicity.
But me?
This time, I survived. I escaped their traps. And for the rest of my life, I vowed to live for myself—to cherish every breath, every moment, in a way I never had before.
(The End)
The summer after high school, they finally confessed their feelings and made plans to attend the same university together. Owen was over the moon, already picturing late-night study sessions, stolen kisses between classes, and a future built side by side.
But then, everything fell apart.
Bianca's family business went under, and her parents made the sudden decision to take her abroad for school. Heartbroken but determined, the two promised each other one thing before she left: Bianca would come back after graduation, and they'd get married.
So Owen waited. Four long years.
Except Bianca never came home.
She'd found someone else overseas.
By then, I'd been silently in love with Owen for years. Seeing him shattered gave me the courage to finally confess my feelings. To my surprise, he said yes—quickly, almost desperately. We married soon after, though ours was never a normal romance.
I knew he didn't love me the way I loved him. But I held onto hope that maybe, someday, he would.
After we married, I gave him everything—my heart, my devotion. Owen wasn't cruel, but he wasn't affectionate either. The truth was simple: he just didn't love me.
When it came to children, he always dodged the topic. It was his choice not to have any. To stop my mother-in-law's relentless pressure, I lied and said I was the problem—that my health made pregnancy difficult.
Then, out of nowhere, everything changed again.
Bianca came back.
She'd broken up with her boyfriend, and the moment she returned, Owen was hers all over again, as if no time had passed. My mother-in-law, who'd never truly accepted me, welcomed Bianca back like the prodigal daughter-in-law she'd always wanted.
And with Bianca home, my mother-in-law's disdain for me grew sharper by the day. Still, I never imagined her resentment would run so deep—deep enough to plot my death, clearing the way for Bianca to take my place.
But Owen? He was his mother's son through and through. Both of them were stubborn, ruthless, willing to do anything to get what they wanted.
In the end, their obsessions destroyed them.
As for Bianca… I couldn't decide if she deserved pity or blame. In her past life, she'd set herself on fire when Owen refused to comfort her. This time, fate was just as cruel—she died by his hand. Maybe they were two halves of the same twisted coin, trapped in their own toxicity.
But me?
This time, I survived. I escaped their traps. And for the rest of my life, I vowed to live for myself—to cherish every breath, every moment, in a way I never had before.
(The End)
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