Bride to Be, Not Me

Chapter 244

"Looks like you really don't remember a thing."

Simon froze, panic flashing in his eyes. He grabbed Amelia's shoulders, his voice trembling. "When? How? Why don't I remember? You're just trying to mess with me, aren't you?"

Amelia shoved him away with a look of disgust. "Why don't you head to the CDC and check for yourself? Simon, people like you don't deserve a happy ending."

She let out a quiet, mocking laugh. "At first, I wasn't even planning to do anything to you. But you turned your back on me. Without a second thought, you left me to die. So now, this is your fate. Karma's just balancing the scales."

Simon's face twisted with rage. "I'll fucking kill you!"

But before he could make a move, Adam was already one step ahead. He sprang out of the car and landed a fierce kick to Simon's chest, knocking him backward onto the pavement.

In the past, Adam wouldn't have stood a chance against Simon. But recently, Simon had been injured, and with his condition rendering him infertile, sleep had eluded him. His mind felt foggy, and his focus was increasingly scattered.

Simon lay on the ground, gasping for air as his eyes burned with rage. He glared at Amelia and Adam.

"No matter what, I've done you both a favor!" he snapped. "If you hadn't lied about your condition, do you really think I'd be this furious?"

"Yes, I deceived you. You could've hit me, yelled at me, or kicked me out-that would've been punishment enough. But why the hell did you cut off my medication? You knew I'd die without it!"

my life in return. When you really think about it, I got the worst deal. So, of course, I have to get my revenge. Even if

the night, his soul shattering

the car with Adam. As they drove off, another car passed. It was

onto Simon, drenching

moment, he lay there,

his teeth, he struggled to his

...

with Celine for over half an hour.

up the day after tomorrow. Let's have a

deal, Ms. Olson!" Celine's voice buzzed

had spent her entire life gathering works from renowned

creating a

she had her eye on Shirley. She wanted Shirley to take the lead on the project. Once the crocheted maps from different regions were

needed to meet Shirley in person to discuss the

glanced up and asked,

answered, rubbing her neck. "She

and visit the National Crochet

had been swamped