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Mark of the destiny

“Trashy ex wants to talk. He has sent a message inviting me to dinner. Should I go?” His reply in hm irking her. "Ouch…. That hurts!” She licked his bleeding lips, "Can’t help. I’m a lip biter--WOW!” Turning over he pinned her hands to the bed, “And I swear I won’t stop until your legs are shaking and the neighbors know my name forever....... Is this better?” ****** Sitting at the position of Secretary-General at the ministry of women and child affairs, Zhao Suyin was not someone to be messed with. Her razor-sharp tongue laced with sarcasm became her deadliest weapon against the evils. Dr. Wang Shi, a single father, and a renowned surgeon was anything but cold and aloof. His amiable personality combined with his killer looks and enormous wealth made him a dream man. A story of two imperfect people..... one a divorced woman and the other a single father. What will happen when their paths collide? What will happen when Suyin would know the heart beating inside Wang Shi's son belongs to her own son? Will the sparks of affection happen and continue even after knowing the truth? The story where the two falls for each other but the bitter truth separates them..... A journey of fighting against the organ traffickers to bring justice for the dead. A journey of making tough decisions. A journey to make choice between love and revenge. ****** Join me on discord https://discord.gg/RudqR3q The cover is edited by me, but the photo belongs to their respective owners. I have no right over this photo. All credits belong to the owner.

dream_ash · 都市
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365 Chs

they'd obviously trade the one given to them by God

Suyin woke up in an emergency as if her mind and body reminded her of a something dangerous. She pushed herself from the bed, her heart beating frantically , and her brain buzzed. The massacre at the hotel still afresh.

She looked around. The room was dimly lit, with not even single furniture in sight other than a small stool with a teapot on it. The walls had red and white murals hand-painted all over which was unique to any traditional home in El Sandrios. Beautiful. But the bullet holes, and the missing chunks of plaster had their own story to narrate.

A pleasant yet not overwhelming fragrance covered the entire room. Suyin looked for the source of the fragrance, but couldn't find any. Just then her gaze fell on the IV in her hand. Reaching she was about to turn off the IV when she realised the room didn't even had a bed but just a mattress on which she was sleeping.