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The Man Who Forgot Her

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 598    |    Released on: 23/07/2025

lowly opened her eyes. For a moment, she felt a f

he loo

oking down at her. Floyd held a cup of coffee, his expression

she were a piece of tra

d. His voice was flat,

of humiliation and pain that washed over her. Her body

," she said, her voi

ebeth, your hands... they' re bleeding all

eyes scanned the fabric, and a look of disgust crosse

still cold. He didn't even glance at Elizebeth's b

ntempt. "You can't even

"Take her to the guest room.

instantly. "Don't mind it, my love. We'll go s

zebeth's heart. He treated his dog w

er feet, Jaylah spoke again, her v

eel a bit chilly. Co

scarf draped over the balcony raili

's birthday two years ago, choosing the finest yarn, her fingers aching as she wo

ly. "That old thing? It doesn'

ked directly at Elizebeth, her eyes glinting with triumph. "I found it

ome old junk. I don't even r

d to tell him, I made that for you. I

e was stuck

carf from Jaylah's neck. "It looks tacky." H

as the woman walked to the edge of the balcony and simply dropped it. The gray

her love, discar

physical. It was as if his hands were squee

toward the house. Elizebeth didn't resist.

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“My fiancé, Floyd Meyers, announced he was canceling our engagement. He was proposing to Jaylah Ryan, an heiress, all because a psychic claimed I was the cause of his misfortune. Jaylah then falsely accused me of tearing her expensive gown. Floyd ordered his guards to slap me fifty times and forced me to kneel in the snow all night to mend it. When Jaylah's mother needed an emergency transfusion of my rare blood type, he dragged me to the hospital to be used as a living blood bag, without anesthetic. He threatened my mother and my dog, forcing me to repair an architectural model for him. When Jaylah engineered another incident, he threatened to burn my mother's hands unless I confessed to a crime I didn't commit. My own mother, terrified, screamed at me to sacrifice myself. With a numb heart, I chose my own hands, enduring the searing agony of hot coals until they were ruined and blackened. As I lay dying, he appeared only to snarl, "I hope you die and rot in the ground. I never want to see your face again." The truth shattered me when the psychic confessed Floyd had paid her to lie. He had orchestrated my downfall from the start. When I confronted him, he forced champagne down my throat and drowned me in the pool. But I woke up again, back on the day I first met Floyd Meyers.”
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