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.

he

said with a regional accent, "It's a shame there's a scar here. Otherwise, we could remove it whole." Remove it

think it meant? He wanted to skin

possible? This was a society governed

expressions made

ready and moved closer to me, I screamed with everything I had, "No!

to, I was back in a place I

the Bolton

slumped on the ground, feeling completely drained, and my mind

commanding

Luke's Grandpa, Jeffrey Bolton. I hadn't seen him in a

and mind had deteriorated significantly.

he'd been

saw him, his

he looked serious and composed, so it seemed like he had regained his

"Grandpa, please help me! I'm begging you, don't let

the large room was filled only with

day of the grand wedding between the Boltons and the Sanders, you left Chloe at the ceremony. Whether her sister

Adam insisted on being with Sheila despite Jeffrey's disapproval. This led to Jeffrey's deep disappointment in him.

no way his grandpa would let

daring to argue a word

by

whip. Jeffrey was

not act recklessly. You must be strict with yourself and

whipped by Jeffrey enough to know how harsh the whip could be. No matter what, Luke was Adam's son, so he quickly jumped in to plead, "Dad, Luke was just worried about his sister. His actions weren't right, but you can understand why he

Rewards and punishments are separate. Like father, like

your shirt,"

no choice but to comply. His back still bore the faint scars from that night

a harsh lash that

"Grandpa, it's all my fault. If you're going to punish someone, punish me. I shouldn't have called

Adam insisted on marrying Sheila,

Sheila, naturally had no

of you are nothing but seductresses," Jeffrey

shielded Anna, taking

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