From Weakling to Queen: A Transformation Story

Six days passed in a flash, and I was lying in bed like a dead fish.

The pain in my body intensified gradually as if I were being slowly roasted over a fire. The scorching flames turned my skin red and seeped into every fiber of my being.

Nicholas had never come back since he left last time.

I knew he was in the hospital.

Half an hour ago, Nicholas walked in from the door carrying a fruit basket. He was wearing a blue suit that I carefully picked for him on Valentine's Day.

I looked out the window, motionless.

If Nicholas didn't have me in his heart, no matter how hard I tried, I would be discarded like a dirty rag.

As my mind was free, the door was suddenly pushed open.

I saw Nicholas rushing in, pulling me off the bed without saying a word, and dragging me out.

I stumbled and could barely keep my footing.

"What are you doing? Can't you see that her face is too pale?"

At this time, Oscar Thompson was full of anger.

"She's pretending."

"What the hell? You try pretending for me."

Oscar was so furious that he looked like he wanted to slap him.

I was slightly surprised.

It turned out that my archenemy worked in this hospital.

He used to always have conflicts with me, so I didn't expect him to stand up for me.

"Karen has been crying non-stop, you should go and apologize to her."

Nicholas pressed his lips.

"No."

I grabbed the door frame and refused to move an inch.

Why should I apologize?

She was immoral and spoke ill of me. It served her right to be slapped.

Nicholas stared at me for a long while with his blue eyes.

He suddenly took out his cell phone from his pocket. "Tyler, throw out all of Bella's things, change the front door key, and send a divorce lawyer's letter."

My face turned pale instantly, and I was like a ghost that had just crawled out of hell.

"No, no..."

I rushed to him like a cheetah on break free, shaking my head desperately.

Nicholas held the phone in his hand, his voice as cold as ice. "Are you willing to apologize?"

"Yes, I am."

I couldn't get a divorce yet, and I couldn't leave home.

I must stay there for five years. Otherwise, the System would determine that the mission had failed and killed me directly.

Nicholas was actually a person who would not give up until he achieved his goal. I realized this very early on.

I just thought I had some place in his heart, but I didn't expect it to be worthless.

While I surfed the Internet, a netizen said, "Men with thin lips are the most heartless."

Before this, I scoffed at it.

And now, I understood that a man's lips could bring extreme pleasure and also plunge one into hell.