My Funreal 53

Chapter 53 Revenge–Sloane Is Done for! 

Naval eyes were red rimmed, her voice hoarse, broken. “I don’t need it! 

After that, she hung up the phone. 

The villa was eerily quiet. The sound of Nova collapsing to the floor echoed through the space. 

She curled into a ball, shaking from the cold. 

No one was there to hold her, to comfort her. She had to warm herself. 

Kael returned from the office later that night. He still hadn’t found the bracelet–he was certain it was at Sloane’s. He’d go get it tomorrow. 

He pushed open the door, tossing his keys on the counter. As he bent to take off his shoes, his eyes caught sight of Nova on the floor. His heart lurched, and he ran over, lifting her into his arms. 

“Nova? What’s wrong? Nova!” He touched her forehead–she had a fever. He carried her upstairs to their bedroom, his face tight with worry. 

Nova’s phone, lying on the floor, lit up. A message from Sloane popped up. 

Kael didn’t see it. 

Nova drifted in and out of consciousness. She felt Kael carry her, tuck her into bed, and feed her medicine. 

‘s this a dream? 

She thought she was back in high school, sobbing through her tears. “Kael, I wish I’d never met you. Can you just leave me alone? Please…” 

n her dream, she was falling apart. 

Cael held her in his arms, feeding her water. When he heard her words, his heart felt like it was being stabbed. 

How could I ever let you go? 

le hugged her tighter, pressing his chin to her forehead, his voice soft, afraid to wake her. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry I hurt you. I deserve to die.” 

le thought of Nova in high school–pale, quiet, a top student. She was always on the honor roll, always winning awards. 

He’d been her opposite–reckless, lazy, a sports scholarship student who barely scraped by, and the only thing that could pass for decent about him was robably his family background. 

t had felt like fate. 

They were meant to be. 

I’ll find the bracelet. I promise,” he whispered, his voice breaking. “Don’t leave me. Please.” 

No response. 

After tucking Nova in, Kael went downstairs to get her more water. A phone rang–loud, cheerful–in the empty living room. 

He reached for his own phone, then realized it was Nova’s. 

He picked it up, his eyes narrowing when he saw the caller ID. 

: 

00:03 

He Cried at My Funer 

Chapter 39 Revenge–Sloane is Done for 

At the hospital, Sloane threw her phone on the bed. 

Taunting Nova had made her feel better, but the panic remained 

sheit been on edge all day, terrified the woman she’d paid off would expose her. 

If Kael found out she’d framed Nova, hed destroy her. 

She thought of the stap he’d given her for hurting Nova. 

Rage and grievance boiled up inside her. She kicked a vase, shattering it. “Bitch! Why won’t you just die?” 

“Enough, her mother, Heather, said, sighing. She sat elegantly on a chair, watching her daughter. “It’s been a day. If Kael hadn’t found out by now, he never 

will. Stop overreacting.” 

Sloane bit her lip, saying nothing. 

This limbo was torture–like waiting for a storm to hit. 

Heather stood, walking over to wipe her daughter’s tears. “And you called Nova, didn’t you? She must be a mess right now, fighting with Kael. Men hate women who throw tantrums. Soon enough, he’ll be back to you.” 

She smiled, smoothing Sloane’s hair. “Come on. Don’t cry. Smile–you look better that way.” 

loane felt a flicker of hope. Nova can’t handle that kind of humiliation. She’ll be screaming at Kael right now. 

Men didn’t like bitter women. Nine years of marriage meant nothing–Kael would choose her, the one who knew how to please him. 

A smile spread across her face. She hugged Heather. “Mom, I know what to do now.” 

Good. Go to sleep. Kael might come see you tomorrow.” 

loane’s heart raced. 

ust then, her phone buzzed. She pulled it out, her eyes lighting up. 

:: [The woman is still comatose. Kael moved her to Voss Private Hospital, but don’t worry–she won’t wake up anytime soon. I’ll take care of the rest. Sleep well. Foodnight.] 

tael: [I need to see you tomorrow. I’ll text you the time and place.] 

loane read the messages five times, unable to believe her luck. 

ael wanted to see her. 

he smiled, her eyes full of triumph. 

s for the woman in the hospital… a dark glint flashed in her eyes. She’ll never get to tell her story. 

he pushed her worries aside, already planning her outfit for tomorrow. She couldn’t wait to see Kael. 

While rummaging through her coat pocket for a hair tie, her fingers brushed against something hard. It was a sandalwood bracelet–smooth, well–worn. 

he knew it was Nova’s gift to Kael. He’d never taken it off… until that night. She’d stolen it while he slept. 

ealousy flared in her chest. 

she’d bought Kael countless gifts–expensive watches, custom suits. He’d never cared. She’d spent a month knitting him a scarf, pricking her fingers until they ›led. He’d lost it, never mentioning it again. 

But Nova’s cheap bracelet? He’d worn it for years, treasuring it. 

sloane’s eyes turned red with rage. She squeezed the bracelet, wanting to crush it. 

00:04 

He Cried 

Chapter 33 Revenge–Sloane Is Done fort 

But old things were always replaced–by new, better things. By her. 

She tossed the bracelet aside like trash, returning to her doset. 

Tomorrow would be her day. She couldn’t wait 

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