Chapter 13
Twoke up in the hospital, tied up tightly.
The surroundings were filled with doctors in white coats, dressed up and waiting.
“You all…”
A mouthful of blood came directly from my chest and was spit out.
The white cloth was dyed red in large areas.
“Who made you tie me up? Where is this? Is it abroad?”
“Where was Alec?”
“Take me to see him quickly.”
I struggled hard, but no one untied me, they all seemed indifferent and inhumane.
“Mr. Parker and Ms. Duarte were very emotionally unstable and in a terrible state.”
I just realized that Trevon, dressed in a black suit, was also there.
He actually held the blood I spat out with trembling hands, looking at the blood swaying in his palm, his eyes turned red.
Hoarse voice.
“Seraphina, stop getting angry at yourself, okay? Your body
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would completely break down.”
But I only gave him a push.
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“I wanted to go see Alec, I wanted to find him, is he still alive, right?”
“He must still be alive, he promised me that he would marry me in the future.”
The more I spoke, the more tears flowed.
Blood mixed at the corner of the mouth.
Continuously struggled with the strips of cloth that bound
- me.
I was left with endless despair.
“Who on earth hypnotized me, damn bastard, why did he make me forget him.”
“Damn it.”
I suddenly bit Trevon and fiercely interrogated him.
“Trevon, is that you? Did you hypnotize me, making me forget the person I loved the most, right?”
“Why were you such a jerk?”
“He died.”
“He was bleeding a lot at that time. I held his head and wanted to put the blood back into his body, but he still smiled at me.”
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With the last bit of strength, he said, “Don’t cry, okay? I’m most afraid of Sera crying.”
My whole body twitched.
I couldn’t control myself anymore.
I remembered everything, but in my mind, there was only the memory of Alec lying in the operating room after the car accident, just three days ago.
Everything else was blank.
Because I really didn’t accompany him.
I was hypnotized, forgot about him, left the hospital, and never thought about him again.
I only remembered a very familiar email address. When I was sad, I would send emails to that address.
I even returned to my country.
Completely forgot about him.
I felt so guilty and so sad.
My heart hurt so much; I missed him so much.
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