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

regional accent, "It's a shame there's a scar

that what I think it meant?

was that even possible? This was

expressions made it

to me, I screamed with

I came to, I was back

was the

on the ground, feeling completely drained, and my mind kept flashing back to that guy in

old, but still commanding voice snapped me

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

his wife died a few years ago, his health and mind had deteriorated significantly. He'd be clear-headed

been staying in a nursing

saw him, his mind was

serious and composed, so it seemed

up to him in desperation, shouting, "Grandpa, please help me! I'm begging you,

was filled only with his strong,

the grand wedding between the Boltons and the Sanders, you left Chloe at the ceremony. Whether her sister lives or dies is not my concern. How can I trust you with the Boltons after such a reckless

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

was no way his grandpa

knelt, not daring to argue a word with

go by family

whip. Jeffrey was

recklessly. You must

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,

are clear. Rewards and punishments are separate. Like father, like

your shirt," James commanded

had no choice but to comply. His back still bore the faint scars from that night with Anna, but they had faded

showed no mercy, delivering a harsh lash

"Grandpa, it's all my fault. If you're going to punish someone,

after Adam's wife passed away, Adam insisted on marrying Sheila, which shattered

Sheila, naturally had no fondness for

your adoptive mother. Both of you are nothing but seductresses," Jeffrey said, raising his hand

Anna,

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