April Fools’ Divorce Prank Backfired—Three Exes Crawl Back, But I’m Carrying A Tycoon’s Twin Novel - Chapter 76

Chapter 1 Chapter 1 Three years after my stage 4 bone cancer diagnosis, my ex-the one I supposedly "abandoned"-kicked down my apartment door with his task force. He found me covered in needle marks, sprawled on the floor, convulsing as I reached for the morphine bottle. He laughed-cold, sharp. "Seven years, and look at you. A full-blown junkie." "Where'd that fire go? The girl who said she'd dump me for a sugar daddy?" "Please... the pills... give..." I stared at the bottle, voice breaking from pain-couldn't even finish a sentence. He scoffed, slapped my hand away. "You want it?

Beg for it in rehab." "Set up the camera." He turned to his team. "Zoom in on her. Close-up. Every detail." "This is going to be our best anti-drug PSA yet." Camera lights blazed, lens locked on my sweat-soaked face. The pain felt like a million ants eating through my bones-itching, burning. I clawed at my arms, nails scraping the floor with a horrible screech. Ezra crouched down, used his baton to lift my chin. "Look at you. How pathetic." My vision blurred. All I could see was his jaw. "The pills..." I forced the word out, reached for his pant leg.

That's when someone in a white coat walked in. 10:26 April Fools' Divorce Prank Backfired-Three Exesawl Back, But I'm Carrying A Tycoon's Twins 67.6% Chapter 1 Sloane Yates. The department's medical consultant, Ezra's right hand, and once, my best friend. She glanced at me, eyes pausing on the port-a-cath scar on my arm. "Oh my God, Ezra, her arm!" Sloane gasped. "Classic track marks from chronic IV use. Look at the vein damage-that's hardcore addiction." I tried to speak, to say those weren't track marks, that it was my chemo port.

But my throat felt scorched, and all that came out was a rasp Hearing Sloane's "expert opinion," the last trace of doubt vanished from Ezra's eyes. Only disgust remained. He kicked my hand away. "Don't touch me." I rolled across the floor, slammed into the wall. The impact sent a sick thud through the room. Fresh agony crashed over me. "Announce this: mandatory 24-hour 'purification' livestream on suspect Indie Lowe!" Ezra's voice echoed. "I want everyone to see what drugs do-how they turn someone normal into something barely human." "Captain, that's...

not protocol!" A young officer spoke up cautiously. Ezra whipped around, eyes bloodshot, voice thick with rage. "For dealers like this-people who destroy lives-we need exreme measures." "I want every potential user to see what happens! "If this blows back, I'll take it." Hearing this, everyone went silent. Some started searching the place for drugs, others set up the livestream equipment. 10:26 April Fools' Divorce Prank Backfired-Three Exes rawl Back, But I'm Carrying A Tycoon's Twins 67.9% Chapter 1 Only me-curled up on the floor like a pathetic worm.