A Journey from Bitterness to Truth

Chapter 210

No one knew about the tragedy that had unfolded, except for Matilda. She was the sole keeper of that grim secret.

The day Chloe left was like any other she got dressed in her crisp work attire, slipped into her pumps, and headed to the office. When the workday ended, she quietly handed in her resignation letter while no one was looking, tying up all her foose ends before she vanished without a backward glance.

Matilda had wept for her. Back when Chloe was crumpled on the floor, her blood painting a stark contrast against the white tiles, she had clutched Matilda’s hand, her wrist still bleeding profusely.

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“Matilda,” she had whispered, “don’t let Declan touch me. Don’t let him find me.”

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and from that moment on, there was

shared laughs and banter with her quirky colleagues, brainstormed new fashion lines in meetings, and kept Chloe’s secret locked away. Nobody in the marketing department knew that their bright and bubbly beauty was gone.

callously tossed her aside like yesterday’s newspaper, not even bothering to help her get dressed. He didn’t spare a thought for

silence had passed, and Chloe hadn’t reached out to him, not a single WhatsApp message or a playful “Mr.

flashed the cash. She was like an annoying fly that couldn’t be swatted away, always buzzing around him, her voice

she obeyed only him. Every command he gave, every task he demanded, was met with her compliance,

but she

never considered the possibility that the woman who seemed so resilient, who never complained of pain, might one day admit that she was hurting – and how

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admission would

chat was silent; her Facebook untouched

cold finality, he deleted Chloe’s contact, expecting her to