Goddess Mode Unlocked: Trash Bride, Hidden Legend

A piercing scream from tires tore through the street. Out of nowhere, a van hurtled forward and struck Corinna Walsh, and the force flung her body upward before it slammed her down onto the concrete. A heavy sound followed, harsh and unforgiving.

Blood felt warm and thick as it leaked from her wounds and spread beneath her, and pain coursed through her body until it seemed as though every bone had shattered.

Sirens rose on all sides, and frantic voices from the crowd blended with the noise.

Corinna struggled to stay conscious, and her blurred vision caught broken flashes of movement as officers rushed in to control the scene, their clipped commands cutting through the chaos of the alarms.

Her fingers were slippery with blood, yet she still reached for her phone and forced herself to move, and with the last of her strength, she called her husband, Vincent Spencer.

"Vincent… I was hurt… There was an accident…" Her voice faded until it barely carried through the line.

The sound that answered her made her chest tighten in shock.

"Vincent… slower… yes, right there…" A woman's quiet, breathless moan flowed from the speaker.

The voice belonged to Margot Palmer, the woman Vincent had never truly released from his life.

To Corinna, the irony felt unbearable. She was bleeding out on the street, suspended between life and death, while her husband was tangled in bed with someone else.

For the past three years of her marriage, she had clung to the naive belief that he might care for her, even if only a little. Only now did she finally understand how deeply mistaken she had been.

Tears poured freely as pain spread through her body, yet the ache in her chest hurt far worse than any injury she could feel. Warmth slipped away with her blood, and a biting chill crept into her arms and legs until her vision lost focus. Her chest felt torn apart from the inside, and she no longer had the strength to resist as darkness closed in.

...

Awareness returned slowly when Corinna opened her eyes inside a hospital room. A persistent, heavy ache pulsed through her head.

In an instant, everything she had forgotten came flooding back.

Once, she had been the beloved girl of the Walsh family, the wealthiest household in town. Three years earlier, her life had shattered when she was kidnapped. Her parents had lost their lives while trying to save her, and she had fallen from a cliff before being swept away by the river below. Fate intervened when Dorothy Spencer, Vincent's grandmother, happened to be nearby and pulled her from the water.

Because of that incident, her memories vanished completely, leaving her with nothing except her name.

Soon after her rescue, Vincent suffered a severe accident and slipped into a coma. Desperate and unwilling to give up, Dorothy sought out a famous psychic, one of those figures the rich turned to when medicine failed them. After studying Corinna and asking