Loved You Once But He's My Forever

Chapter 14

Billionaire Is 14

Chapter 14 He Wanted to Skin Me

I stood by the bedside, staring at the corpse in front of me. There was no sign of decay, no livor mortis.

The face was just too pale, like a sick person.

If the chest wasn't so still, I would've thought he was just taking a nap.

I'd been holding on to a sliver of hope, thinking that maybe I was just badly injured or stuck in a coma-anything that meant I still had a breath left in me.

If Luke found me in time, maybe he could still save me.'

But the moment I laid eyes on my own corpse, all hope disappeared.

I was really, truly dead.

I sat beside my own corpse, gazing down at my palms. What was I supposed to do now? Was I really going to be stuck like this forever?

No taste, no smell, and not even a single tear when I tried to cry. So this was what it was like after death?

No one could hear me. I could see everyone, but no one could see me. I covered my face, crying without tears.

Then, I heard footsteps-quick, hurried steps, and more than one person.

The person who walked in had those familiar eyes, but his face was hidden behind another mask, so I still couldn't see his real face. Following him was a tall, dark-skinned guy dressed in robes.

"That's her," the man said, pointing at my body.

The guy in robes quickly pulled off the white sheet draped over me, exposing my body underneath. I could clearly see the wound on my abdomen.

My pale skin was slick with a layer of some transparent grease, likely some kind of substance that kept the corpse from showing signs of decay. Seeing the man in robes...

A bad feeling crept up inside me.

The dark-skinned man inspected me from head to toe, occasionally pressing on my body, almost as if he was testing the elasticity of my skin.

like he was inspecting merchandise than a

at the wound on my abdomen and said with a regional accent, "It's a shame there's a scar

think it meant? He wanted

even possible? This was a

serious expressions made it obvious they

got his tools ready and moved closer to me, I

to, I was back in a place

the Bolton

and my

down!" The old, but still commanding voice snapped

Grandpa, Jeffrey Bolton. I hadn't seen him

few years ago, his health and mind had deteriorated

getting lost, he'd been staying in a nursing home for the past few

saw him, his

now he looked serious and composed, so it seemed

up to him in desperation, shouting, "Grandpa, please help me! I'm begging you, don't let them

filled

ceremony. Whether her sister lives or dies is not my concern. How can I trust you with the Boltons after such a

being with Sheila despite Jeffrey's disapproval. This led to Jeffrey's deep disappointment in him. Since then, all of his

actions, there was no way his grandpa would let him

not daring to argue a word

go by

rules meant a whip.

act recklessly. You

the whip could be. No matter what, Luke was Adam's son, so he quickly jumped in to plead, "Dad, Luke was

"Family rules are clear. Rewards and punishments are separate. Like father,

your shirt," James

the faint scars

showed no mercy, delivering a harsh lash that immediately tore the

If you're going

Adam insisted on

Sheila, naturally had

nothing but seductresses,"

quickly shielded Anna,

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