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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 · Kỳ huyễn
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547 Chs

A Lackey In A Lab

Keeley enjoyed her week off from having to worry about texting Aaron back all the time. She was able to regroup and focus on her research.

Multiple trials were running simultaneously at different stages because of her time constraint. At this point, she had less than a year to complete her lab trials because she would need at least two months to analyze her data and finish writing the dissertation.

She barely had time to breathe, let alone eat, sleep, or text her oddly persistent ex-husband back. With him out of the country, she didn't have to worry about him showing up at her lab so she maybe responded to him twice.

The lab's computer dinged—it had finished analyzing her first completed trial batch.

Keeley walked over and examined it anxiously before letting out a whoop. It worked! She could move onto the next step and inject the vials into diseased mice to see if it was effective.