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.

more like he was inspecting merchandise

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

what I think it meant? He wanted to

even possible? This was a society governed by

expressions made it obvious

the guy got his tools ready and moved closer to

went black. When I came to,

the

completely drained, and my mind kept flashing

The old, but still commanding voice snapped me back

Jeffrey Bolton. I hadn't seen him in

his health and mind had deteriorated significantly. He'd be clear-headed one moment and

him from wandering around and getting lost, he'd been staying in a nursing home for

his mind was like that

and composed, so it seemed like he had regained his

shouting, "Grandpa, please help

room was filled only with his strong,

wedding between the Boltons and the Sanders, you left Chloe at the ceremony. Whether her sister lives or dies

Jeffrey's deep disappointment in him. Since then, all of his hopes were pinned

way

knelt, not daring to argue a

by family

whip. Jeffrey was serious about

Bolton family must not act recklessly. You must be strict

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

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

your shirt," James commanded

bore the faint scars from that night with Anna, but they

a harsh lash that immediately tore

all my fault. If you're going to punish someone, punish me. I shouldn't have

insisted on

naturally

of you are nothing but seductresses," Jeffrey said, raising

quickly shielded Anna, taking the

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