After His Sister Stole My Baby, I Vanished Forever

Synopsis

Celine Moore knelt in the puddle, her blood trickling through her skirt and pooling into the cracks of the pavement. An iron rod pressed menacingly against her temple. "Call your husband." The phone rang seven times before it was finally answered. Guillermo Cruz's voice was as chilly as winter frost. "We're at my mother's Thanksgiving celebration. Where are you?" "I’ve been kidnapped. They want half a million dollars—" "Celine," he dismissed her, "first you pretended to attempt suicide, and now you're staging a kidnapping? Zoey and I are carving the turkey with my mom. Everyone's waiting for you, and you choose today to pull this stunt?" The kidnapper grabbed the phone. "Mr. Cruz, your wife—" "Tell her to get back here." The call ended abruptly. Celine smiled bitterly, as tears mingled with the blood running down her face. — Later, at the hospital, Celine tossed away her wedding ring. Madilyn Cox used tweezers to extract the final shard of glass. "Zoey fainted last night at your mother-in-law's party, and your husband carried her to the ER in front of everyone. And here you are, hurt like this, and he doesn’t stay with you?" Celine replied, "I’m used to it. He's always busy." Madilyn snapped off her mask. "Celine, how many times has this happened? His sister faints and he rushes her to the hospital, but when it comes to you? Who's really his wife? It's like they're in some twisted soap opera." The examination room fell into an awkward silence. Madilyn