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In a world where love and ambition collide, Zareena finds herself trapped in a cruel game of power and betrayal. As the last moments of her life slip through her fingers, she awakens with a singular goal: to rewrite her fate. Sullivan Stryder, her billionaire husband, is a man driven by the need for an heir, a man whose heart seems to belong to another. In the shadow of his infidelity, the stakes have never been higher.
With time running out, Zareena must navigate a treacherous landscape filled with rival mistresses, each vying for Sullivan’s affection and the title of mother to his child. As she fights for her own survival, she grapples with the haunting memories of a past life where love turned to vengeance, and betrayal took everything from her. Can she forge a new path, or will she be doomed to repeat the mistakes of her former self?
As tensions rise and loyalties are tested, Zareena is faced with impossible choices. Will she sacrifice everything for the chance to claim her rightful place, or will she become a pawn in Sullivan's ruthless game? In this gripping tale of love, loss, and redemption, the past is never truly buried, and every heartbeat counts.
The Stillborn Heirs He Stitched Inside Me Kicked AgainStory 1 Chapter 1
Zareena’s POV
My twins were coming, but I swallowed pill after pill to hold them inside me—just one more night.
Hour after hour of contractions wracked my body, but I refused to push—until the billionaire CEO Sullivan Stryder proudly announced on live TV that his tenth mistress had given him a child.
“Shannah Gillick’s son will carry forward my family’s legacy!”
Only then did I let the labor take over and bring into the world the two sons my husband would never father.
In my past life, Sullivan was almost infertile.
Desperate for an heir, he turned ten women into mistresses and made childbirth a race for one big prize—the first son born would win the entire family fortune.
I still remember what he promised me.
“Be the first to give birth, and I’ll discard the rest. Your child will inherit everything.”
He made me feel special, and I believed him.
When I learned I was carrying twins, I was sure we’d won.
But when the contractions began, when I needed Sullivan most… he showed up not with flowers but with fury.
I screamed. I begged. But he still forced the doctor to do the unthinkable.