I was bubbling with excitement, ready for our wedding, when Hugh got into a car crash. He remembered everyone else. Everyone but me. He’d forgotten me completely. I desperately tried to help him remember. But all it did was make him despise me more. He even fell madly in love with his secretary. He hurt me again and again. My parents’ company was ruined. I lost our baby. He even abandoned me, alone, in the middle of nowhere. It wasn’t until I tumbled down the mountain that Hugh finally snapped awake. He burst into my hospital room like a madman, yelling that he remembered who I was! But I just stared blankly back at him and asked, “Who are you?” “I told you, I don’t know you!” Hugh ripped his hand away from mine. Seraphina, Hugh’s secretary, stood beside him, smirking at me with triumphant eyes. “Chloe, Mr. Thorne has forgotten you. Are you really going to keep harassing him?” I couldn’t understand why Hugh had forgotten only me. Before the crash, I was clearly the one he loved most. I stood there, frozen, feeling utterly pathetic, but I couldn’t bring myself to leave. Then, I watched Hugh clasp a necklace around Seraphina’s neck. “Is this for me?!” Seraphina asked, her voice dripping with delight. “Yes. It suits you,” Hugh said, his eyes full of tenderness as he looked at her. I squinted, a sudden realization hitting me like a punch to the gut. That sapphire necklace… Hugh had designed it himself as my wedding gift. He’d been on his way to pick it up when the accident happened. I couldn’t help but blurt out, “No!” At my outcry, both of them looked up. Hugh’s gaze, when it met mine, held an icy disgust I’d never seen before. Then, he leaned in and kissed Seraphina’s neck, right beneath the necklace. “Only you deserve such a beautiful sapphire!” I stumbled back a few steps, watching Seraphina’s bashful expression. Before the tears could fall, I fled, humiliated and heartbroken.
Back home, I ripped open the liquor cabinet and, not caring what it was, just tilted the bottle back and chugged. In a daze, I thought I saw Hugh’s silhouette. I looked at him, my eyes welling with tears, and reached out, wrapping my arms around him. It wasn’t a dream. Hugh was truly in my embrace. He froze, not pushing me away immediately. As if a subconscious whisper, he softly called my name. “Chloe…” I stiffened, snapping my head up to look at him. But before I could even process it, a powerful shove sent me sprawling to the floor. Seraphina sashayed in front of Hugh, hip-first, shielding him, her voice laced with mockery. “Chloe, have you no shame? Mr. Thorne is my boyfriend now.” Her words nailed me to the spot. I stared at Hugh, disbelief twisting my gut. The fleeting warmth was gone, replaced by a cold, hard glare. He ordered, “Why are you in my house?! Pack your things and get out, now!” His bodyguards grabbed me the moment he finished speaking. Then, they ransacked the home I’d lovingly decorated for us, utterly destroying our marital haven. Vases shattered. Desserts were flung across the room. Our matching couple’s items were all tossed into the trash bin. I bit down hard on my lip, refusing to let the tears fall. “Hugh, you can do whatever you want to me once your memory returns. But right now, you can’t do this.” He sneered at my words. “The fact that I forgot you proves you were never important to me. What else is there to explain?” That one sentence sealed my fate. I was thrown out, luggage and all. My stomach throbbed with a dull ache. I curled up on the ground, drenched in a cold sweat. Hugh never used to let me drink. Because my stomach was sensitive. He’d taken such good care of me that I’d forgotten I even had this issue. But I really didn’t want to be sober! Unbeknownst to me, a heavy rain began to fall. I lay on the ground, dizzy and disoriented, when I felt something licking my hand. I struggled to open my eyes. It was Buddy, my little golden retriever. He was soaking wet, his eyes filled with worry. I managed a weak smile. I lifted my hand, intending to pet him. Just then, a van screeched to a halt nearby. Several men rushed out, carrying nets and ropes. Without a word, they tied Buddy up and dragged him towards the vehicle. Buddy growled, a low, threatening sound, but he was no match for several grown men. Ignoring the searing pain in my body, I scrambled to my feet to stop them. But I was kicked aside. I lay on the ground, watching Hugh observe everything from a distance, cold and unmoving. I didn’t care about anything else. I crawled desperately over to him, grabbing his pant leg, pleading. “No… Please, help me get Buddy back, please…” But his eyes merely flickered. A fleeting hint of compassion, gone in an instant. He remained utterly indifferent. I lay on the ground. Watching Buddy being loaded into the van. The man in charge, grinning, pulled out a twenty-dollar bill and handed it to Seraphina, who stood under an umbrella. Then, the van sped away. I couldn’t take it anymore. I lunged at Seraphina, screaming, “How dare you sell my dog?! Give me back Buddy! Give him back!” I was sobbing uncontrollably, gasping for air. Seraphina looked down at me, triumphant. She leaned closer, her voice a low whisper meant only for us. “You always said I copied you, didn’t you? Well, now I’ve replaced you. How does that feel?” She finished, ignoring my pale, devastated face, and wrapped her arms around Hugh’s arm, pouting sweetly. “It’s raining so hard, let’s go home.” Hugh affectionately brushed her nose, scooped her up into his arms, and walked away without a backward glance. I was left alone, helpless and broken, kneeling in the pouring rain. The sound of the rain swallowed my cries. Eventually, exhausted from crying, I lost consciousness and collapsed in the downpour.
When I woke up again, Mom and Dad were by my bedside. Seeing me awake, they both let out a sigh of relief. “You scared us to death, darling. Why on earth were you out in the rain? You have a high fever…” Mom cried, pulling me into a tight embrace. “You’ve suffered so much, my child.” Dad was furious, cursing Hugh under his breath. I stared blankly at the ceiling, my mind consumed by Buddy. *Ding-dong*. I picked up my phone. It was a video from Seraphina. Bloody. Blurry. I could faintly make out Buddy, alone and helpless, being abused by someone. My hands trembled. Suddenly, without warning, I dry-heaved. Tears mixed with vomit, leaving me a wretched mess. Mom and Dad gasped in alarm. They rushed to clean me up. I clutched my head, sobbing hysterically. But moments later, the hospital room door was kicked open. People from the corporate investigators stood at the doorway, staring coldly at Dad. Dad’s face instantly paled. He gave Mom a look, then walked out with them. Mom’s eyes were bloodshot, and she held me tightly. She hadn’t wanted to tell me. But after I pressed her repeatedly, She finally explained everything. Mom and Dad couldn’t stand to see me suffer. How could their daughter, whom they’d doted on since childhood, be treated so horribly? So they stood up for me, ending their partnership with Hugh. But they never expected. Hugh to be so ruthless, using corporate sabotage tactics against our family. “It’s very tricky.” Mom said, worried, but still tried to reassure me. “It’s okay. As long as you’re well, that’s all that matters.” I clenched my fists, couldn’t help but throw back the covers and get out of bed. I was going to confront Hugh. Mom couldn’t stop me, but she was too worried to let me go alone. So she followed closely behind me. I returned to what used to be our marital home. Hugh forgetting me was one thing, But how dare he put my parents’ company in jeopardy? How dare he cause Buddy’s horrific death? *Beep—* The sound of an incorrect fingerprint echoed. I bit my lip and tried the password. Still wrong. Tears streamed down my face uncontrollably. Mom patted my shoulder, about to resort to force when. The door opened from inside. Seraphina stood there in matching pajamas, hickeys clearly visible on her neck. She saw me and, for once, actually smiled, greeting my mom. “Hello, Eleanor. Come on in.” Seeing her act like she owned the place, Mom was furious, about to turn and leave, But I remembered we were here to solve a problem. I quickly pulled her inside. Hugh was sprawled on the sofa, holding a wine glass. He paused when he saw me. A flash of excitement and joy flickered in his eyes. But then he clutched his head, his brows furrowed, pain making him look lost and helpless. After a long moment, he looked up. His eyes were arctic cold. “What are you doing back here?” Seraphina gave him a playful glare, then smiled and motioned us in. “I might have been a bit out of line yesterday. I was actually planning to apologize to you today, but you beat me to it.” She smiled, pointing to the dining table. “Let’s talk things over after we’ve had something to eat. Why don’t you try my cooking?” Hugh sat expressionless at the head of the table, not sparing me a glance. Mom looked at me, worried. I patted her hand, shaking my head. “I’m fine.” I also wanted to see. What she was planning. I pulled out a chair and sat down. Seraphina actively served me a bowl of meat soup, then smiled sweetly at me. “Want a taste?” I took the bowl, suspicious. But the moment the meat touched my tongue, I knew something was wrong. The taste was utterly strange, unlike anything I’d ever eaten. Seeing me take a bite, Seraphina grinned. Her eyes gleamed with pure malice. “Chloe, how do you like the taste of your own dog?”
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