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I'll Make Him Regret This

After being thrown to sharks by her husband while in labor, a woman wakes up on the day of a fateful assassination attempt. In her previous life, she called her husband to save the Don, leading to his mistress's death and her own eventual murder. Now, she chooses silence as her husband neglects his duties to comfort his lover. Protecting the Don with her own pregnant body, she sets out to rewrite her destiny and ensure those who betrayed her face a cold, calculated retribution.
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Chapter 1

On the day there was an assassination attempt on the Don, my husband, the head of security for the Russo family, was busy coaxing his mistress, who had lost her temper and left.

I did not call him for help but used my body as a shield to protect the Don while I was eight months pregnant.

In my past life, my husband left his mistress behind and came back with his team of bodyguards to save the Don after I called him for help on the phone. My husband ended up saving the Don and was rewarded by the family with a promotion, but his mistress was killed in the process. Although my husband said nothing about it, he threw me into the shark tank on the day I was in labor.

I was covered in blood when I looked at him for an answer. However, all he did was stare coldly at me.

"Why did you have to get me to save the Don when he had so many other bodyguards to protect him? You forced me to come back because you're a materialistic woman who only wants fame and fortune! If it weren't for your phone call, Aurora wouldn't have died! You must pay for everything she suffered!"

I ended up being torn apart by sharks, and even the baby inside my belly was not spared.

When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the day of the assassination attempt on the Don.

"Protect the Don!"

I instinctively took a step back when I saw the professional snipers in front of me. I had been reborn, and I had returned to when all of this started.

When I realized this, I lowered my hand to see my hand gripping the phone. No one was paying attention to me, so I flung the phone hard into the water fountain at the side, and I gave everything I had to shield Frank Russo from the sniper he was fighting with.

Frank watched in shock as I shielded him with my body, taking a bullet that was aimed at him. The look in his eyes turned from astonishment to incredulity and admiration. That was when I knew my gamble had paid off.

My husband, Victor Villani, was the head of security of the Russo family, and he had to always stay by the Don's side. However, he was missing in action on this very day when there was an assassination attempt against Frank, and it was because he was busy cajoling his mistress, Aurora Blanco, who had left in a huff.

In my past life, I was worried that Victor would get punished for abandoning his post, so I called him to hurry back. Victor saved Frank and was rewarded for his bravery, but he accused me of being materialistic and caused Aurora's death, so he threw our baby and me into the shark tank.

The heavens were kind enough to let me be reborn, and I could not repay that by going down the same road.

I did not budge from shielding Frank. I clenched my teeth and took it silently, even when the bullets hit me. Frank had many bodyguards. All I had to do was hold on until they arrived, and I would survive.

Frank knew that as well, which meant that no matter how reluctant he was, he could only hide behind me.

The assassins started to realize that I was shielding Frank with my body, and they looked at each other before aiming their rifles at my belly.

I was eight months pregnant, and I could feel my body kick me nearly every day. I could still hear him crying, even when I was on the brink of death in my past life. That shot at my belly hurt worse than being torn apart by sharks. I could not hold back the miserable scream gurgling in my throat, and all I could see was red. I could tell that the assassin was about to shoot me.

Intense pain tore me apart as warm blood dripped from my skirt onto the ground, creating dark stains where it touched. I gritted my teeth and held my belly, as I felt my baby stop moving after fidgeting in my belly for a while.

Fear gripped my heart. All I could hear was bullets ricocheting in the air, ringing in my ear as bodyguards rushed toward us while shouting. My consciousness started fading, and the last thing I saw was Frank holding me with reddened eyes as he roared at the bodyguards running toward us, "Get a doctor! Quick! Get me all the best doctors. Right now!"

I opened my mouth, trying to say something, but all I did was cough up more blood. Frank did not flinch as he continued holding me. "Which family do you belong to? Don't be afraid. The doctors will be here soon."

With every last strength in my body, I wheezed, "I'm… the wife… of the head of security… Victor Villani."

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