She Woke Up After Eight Years To Find Her Husband Had A New Wife Chapter 09

She Woke Up After Eight Years To Find Her Husband Had A New Wife Chapter 09

The laughter died. Just like that. 

Her eyes went cold–ice cold. “Prove it.” 

I had nothing. 

“Nothing to show, right?” Vanessa picked up her bag. 

“Then let me make this clear. Caleb is my son. He has nothing 

to do with you.” 

“And if you ever, ever say another word to him about any of this… You’ll regret it.” 

She walked to the door, then paused and looked back at me. 

“Keep your mouth shut.” 

“You say one word to anyone out there, and I promise you… you’ll wish they’d never woken you up at all.” 

The door slammed shut behind her. 

The next day, the nurse’s attitude toward me had completely changed. Her eyes were filled with contempt and disgust. 

I borrowed an old phone from her. 

A local forum page popped up, and a bold headline stabbed straight into my vision. 

[EXPOSED: Woman Wakes From Cryo, Repays Doctor by Trying to Seduce Him] 

The post went into a lot of detail. It said I was a cryonics patient Lucian had brought back. 

Then it accused me of betraying him and trying to seduce him. 

It even said I harassed his family and child, and falsely claimed to be his legal wife and Caleb’s biological mother. 

Below were screenshots of me entering the Blake residence and photos taken in the hospital. 

The comment section was full of insults. 

After just a few pages, my vision blurred with tears. 

I set the phone down, curling onto my side. Made myself as 

small as I possibly could. 

Outside, the sky did what it does. Dark. Light. Dark again. 

I lay there with my eyes open, not sleeping at all. 

Early the next morning, the door to my ward was suddenly 

pushed open. 

It was not the nurse. It was a group of people holding phones. 

“That’s her! That’s the one!” 

“Hey! You’re the homewrecker, right? The one who goes after married men?” 

Cameras were shoved right up to my face. The flashing lights 

made it impossible to open my eyes. 

I shrank back, but someone grabbed my arm and dragged me 

forward. 

“Oh no, you don’t. Let’s get a good look at that face.” 

“Eight years on ice. What, your brain freeze too? Need us to thaw it out for you?” 

Someone spat at my face. 

Then more. Cold, slimy, reeking. Spoiled mac and cheese 

dripping down my hair. 

Some kind of foul liquid soaking through my gown. 

I closed my eyes. And I just… let them. There was nothing left 

in me to fight with. 

A sudden roar exploded through the room. “GET BACK! ALL OF YOU!” 

The crowd around me was violently shoved apart. 

And suddenly there was someone standing over me–tall, solid, blocking out the light. 

His voice came out through clenched teeth–low, shaking 

with rage. 

“What the hell did you do to Isolde?!” 

My brother, Marcus Hastings, had gone abroad for research 

before I was frozen. 

He was angry because I insisted on marrying Lucian despite his objections. I didn’t dare to contact him all these years. 

Why was he here? 

He turned around, and I saw his face clearly. 

Eight years had passed. He had aged, but he still looked the same as when we were children. 

He always stood in front of me whenever I was bullied. 

His eyes turned red the moment he saw my condition. 

“Isolde… I’m sorry. I’m late.” 

He took off his coat and wrapped it tightly around me, carefully wiping the dirt from my face. 

04 

The people around were still filming and shouting insults. 

Marcus turned sharply toward them. 

“Keep filming if you want. When you’re done, wait for the 

lawsuits.” 

Someone in the back laughed. “Yeah, right. Who are you supposed to be?” 

Marcus ignored them and made a call. “Mr. Patterson. It’s time. Release everything.” 

Ten minutes. That’s all it took. 

One by one, their phones started buzzing. Dinging. 

“Wait—the post is gone?” 

“What the hell? My account’s suspended?”