Reborn Wife:Her Dangerous Comeback

Rumor has it that the president of the Franklin Group, Stark Green, is ready to move on after the painful death of his fiancée, millionaire heiress. Katherine Johnson. Three years ago, Mr. Green has been seen with his new girlfriend. Internationally renowned model Amelia Rener. Cuddled up on casual dates the last several weeks. The entertainment news anchor smiled broadly as she spoke into the camera. The TV was the only light in the dark hospital room. A woman with a bandaged face lay in bed and watched the show with a rage in her heart. The death of his fiancée, Katherine Johnson. The woman snorted. Surprise everyone. Katherine Johnson's not dead. Not completely. Katherine used a remote to lower the volume. Unable to listen to that crap a second longer, her ruined face was dressed in bandages. Beneath the hospital blanket, her shattered legs had long since withered away the outside world. Thought she was dead, but she had been mourned by her beloved fiancé, Stark Green. However, in reality, Katherine was Stark's prisoner. He had faked her death and hidden her away. He had broken her body so she couldn't run. He gave her medicines that kept her weak and reliant upon him. Katherine. She heard a man's footsteps and a woman's laughter heading down the outside hall, drawing nearer to her room. Katherine grew tense. She wanted to get off the bed and escape, but her lower body was paralyzed, even though she knew it was useless. She still wanted to get away from that man. She hated the sound of his voice. As the door opened, Katherine jerked away and fell out of bed. She landed on the floor in front of the man and the woman. The man's voice was low when he called out Katherine. He stretched out his hand to support her. Why do you get so excited every time you see me? Could you still be in love? She looked up at the man in front of her and trembled all over. Her damaged vocal cords made an unpleasant sound as she croaked out, Stark, go to hell. Katherine, your temper is still so bad. Stark sighed and squatted down to her level. He looked at himself on the television screen. Why do you want to make yourself unhappy? Amelia, the international model herself, stood behind him in red stiletto heels. She donned a beautiful, black evening dress that accentuated her gorgeous figure. She held on to Stark's arm when he stood back up and smirked, at Katherine, who was still on the ground. Let's not waste time talking to her. Stark, let's get down to business. Stark hugged Amelia and pressed his lips against hers. I love it when you talk dirty. They both chuckled. You. Bastards. Katherine shook with rage. She only had one good eye left, and she hated that this was all she had to look at. She did her best to crawl towards Stark. Mouth open, ready to bite him. If she could, he backed away with ease, and she gave a frustrated scream. Stop yelling. Your voice is horrible. Amelia covered her ears. Shut up. Up. Stark yelled at Katherine. He gave a sick grin. Katherine, are you jealous of Amelia? Why wouldn't she be? Even before she was ugly and crippled, she could never match me, Amelia Smart, who'd want to touch her now. Katherine trembled when she heard their teasing laughter. A wave of hatred washed over her soul. The burst of strength. She tried to lift herself up and wrap her hands around his neck to choke him, but Stark grabbed Katherine first and slammed her back into the hospital bed. You want to kill me. You can't even try. Stark ripped her bandage, ruined face in his hand Now. Now let's get started. As he spoke, Amelia rushed over and immediately put Katherine in handcuffs. Stark took a surgical blade out of his pocket. And looked it down on the woman in the bed. Katherine, if your father saw that his scalpel was used to snap your tendons, how would he react? Katherine struggled violently. Anyone who saw her now would be shocked at her fate. She'd been born into a charmed life. The daughter of Houston's illustrious Johnson family. Her mother and Lily had been CEO of the Franklin Group, one of the wealthiest companies in the country. While her father, Edward, had been an esteemed neurosurgeon, they'd had two children, Katherine and her younger brother, Jacob. And the family had been close and loving. 20 years ago, Edward had adopted Stark. Then only nine years old, he treated the orphan boy like he was his own son. And Stark had always been obedient and grateful. Stark had treated Katherine two years as junior with love and care. They've been friends. And once they grew up, Stark had told Katherine he was in love with her. Katherine's father had been delighted by the sensible match. After a brief courtship, Katherine had accepted Stark's proposal of marriage. The Johnsons threw a lavish engagement party for them. During that party, Katherine discovered that Stark and Amelia were having an affair. She'd been horrified when she walked in on them, screwing in a darkened bedroom. The engagement is off. Stark, she yelled. Oh no, he'd smile, revealing his true colors for the first time. You're not getting away that easy. Katherine. Stark kidn*pped Katherine and brought her to this room on this yacht. He showed her both her legs at the hips and the kneecap. After that, he'd brought Amelia over, and she'd thrown sulfuric acid on Katherine's face. But pain had made life worse than death. Katherine languished in a fog for months. Eventually, Stark had the television installed. That was how she learned about the outside world.