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Run, Girl (If You Can)

Keeley, a simple plain Jane, hits the jackpot. [No, she did not win the lottery!] At least that's what she thinks when she marries the most eligible bachelor in New York City: Aaron, a wealthy cold-hearted heartthrob and Tycoon. She wants to show the world that she deserves her position and bends over backward to fit into his world. One beautiful day, Aaron hands her a document asking her to sign. A divorce paper... "She's pregnant, and I need to take responsibility." That is the last thing that keeps on playing in her mind before she takes her last breath. Keeley dies, a 'hit and run'. [End of story. Not!] For some unexplainable reason, she wakes up as her younger self. A young high school girl, around the time when she first meets her cheating husband. Remembering her life with Aaron before she died, she makes a promise to herself that she will do everything in her power to avoid him at all costs. Will she be able to keep her promise when Aaron has his own plans as well, specifically for her? Or will she repeat history and fall for him once more... Why not journey with me and find out the truth behind their story. *Cover art by polkadottedscrunchie*

Mcllorycat · Fantasy
Not enough ratings
547 Chs

Different Kinds Of Love

"How do you tell your boss about someone without making it seem like you're tattling so they won't get in trouble?" Keeley asked without preamble as soon as Aaron arrived home.

She blinked up at him expectantly as her arms were around his waist. He chuckled slightly and kissed her forehead.

"That's the first thing you have to say after not seeing me all day? You didn't even text me at lunchtime."

"Sorry, somebody sat by me and struck up a conversation. They helped me realize what the problem with my research assistant is."

The kids were playing upstairs in Kaleb's room so Keeley was able to explain things to him as she worked on dinner. Once she was done, she waited patiently for him to process what she said and offer some advice.

Aaron thought about it a moment. She couldn't help but notice how he looked especially handsome when he was concentrating. No wonder so many women preferred reliable, hard-working men.