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

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

I think it

was that even possible? This was a society governed by

expressions made

his tools ready and moved closer to me, I

I came to, I

the

and my mind

still commanding

Grandpa, Jeffrey Bolton. I hadn't seen

few years ago, his health and mind had deteriorated significantly. He'd be clear-headed one moment and confused the

been staying in a

saw him, his

looked serious and composed, so it

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

was filled only

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

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

actions, there was no way his grandpa would

not daring to argue a word

by

a whip. Jeffrey was serious

You must be strict with yourself and stick to the

child, he'd been whipped by Jeffrey enough to know how harsh the whip could be. No matter what, Luke was Adam's son, so he quickly jumped

clear. Rewards and punishments are separate. Like father, like son. Get out of my

shirt," James commanded

back still bore the faint scars from that

mercy, delivering a harsh lash

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

passed away, Adam insisted on marrying Sheila,

naturally had

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

Anna, taking

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