Discarded Ex: Claimed By The Boss

ina sat wearing a mask, her fingers

y had just survived a horrific car accident together. Ethan ha

overwhelmed with guilt as she looked at Ethan lying unc

f she had that Ethan was still alive. His eyelids flutter

as if his face was the only t

for four years slowly opened. W

before-cold and distant. He blinked, his gaze sweeping over her

she whispered, h

Suddenly, he pulled his hand from hers, and the loss o

rcing straight through her heart. Before she could react, the door o

Dr. Walsh said as he stepped to the bedside a

ars the impact caused retrograde amnesia. He can't remember anything from before the accid

in Seraphina's throat. Four years. Four years of a secret and passionate

o Seraphina before turning all of his attention to Ethan and immediately beginning to discuss stock prices and bo

shared memories: their first date at that tiny Italian restaurant in the West Village; the rainy Sunday they spent

gly obvious, his lips pressed together and his jaw tightenin

and honestly, these stories are g

ld. She stared at Ethan in disbelief. She had never seen

orced herself not to let them fall. H

y. "You need to rest. I'll...

In the hallway, she searched through her bag for her wallet, only to

en turned back. The heavy door was slightly ajar, an

. His voice had lost all traces of weakne

said, followed by a low, intimate chuckle she knew all too well

n the handle. Her heart pounded wildly, like a frantic b

, one of the models she had seen with him at parties befor

pletely. She's probably standing in the hallway right now thinking her world

ears of her life-loving him, sacrificing her promising career as an architect, becoming his shadow and his secret support behind the scenes

r. Slowly, she forced her expression back u

y ended the call, putting on a confuse

than's performa

is eyes for a moment as the tangled mess in her m

voice unnaturally cal

adn't expected was a quiet and decisive ending like this. An emotion-annoyance, confusion-flash

to find a crack in her comp

, her voice as cold and still as a fr

ght and her steps steady as she

d his phone and sent a text to Mark: "Find out what she's up t

r latest strategy, an attempt to lu

, her body trembling uncontrollably. The pain was real and overwhelming, like a massive stone pressing against her chest and stealing her br