A Love Forgotten

Teri relaxed for a moment before quickly growing anxious again. “But if you ask for a divorce, you probably won’t get back the money you funded Linden Group with back then. That bastard, Elijah, is quite shameless. He might try anything to not give it back.”

I calmly said, “I’ll get the best attorney and sue him. I have to get back every last cent. If Elijah refuses, I’ll fight him to the death.”

Upon seeing that I was adamant, Teri promptly said, “Good. Since you’re so driven, I’ll support you.”

I then turned to her. “It’s the weekend tomorrow. Pick a time to go back with me so I can grab some stuff.”Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

Teri was surprised.

I said, “I have a lot of goodies at Elijah’s villa.”

Teri finally caught on and nodded. “Yes, right! I remember that you used to love buying designer bags and jewelry. Can’t let Elijah and Jocelyn get those for nothing.”

At the next moment, I fell silent.

Upon noticing my gloom, Teri sat beside me and comforted me.

Just then, the door opened.

Logan, who had returned late, walked in.

Tactfully, Teri got up and said goodbye, land soon, Logan and I were left alone in the room.

I looked at him, held back all my emotions, and thanked him.

He looked into my eyes earnestly. “Are you alright?”

I nonchalantly replied, “I’m alright. Why wouldn’t I be alright? Just treat it as if I were bitten by a dog in public. He can’t hurt me.”

Logan grabbed my hand and looked at the pinch mark I had made.

I wanted to retract my hand, but he took the lodophor close by and slowly applied it on my wound.

I clenched my teeth.

He asked, ‘Does it hurt?”

I shook my head. “No.”

Slowly, Logan cleaned my injuries.

I couldn’t see his face because he was tending to my scratches with his head bowed, but I could hearl him lightly say, “Say something if it hurts. If you don’t, how would anyone know you’re injured?”

At that moment, I felt an unfamiliar sense of warmth growing within my heart.

My voice was hoarse as I said, “But if I do, nobody would sympathize. They would just insult me more. I don’t want-”

Logan held my hand, and I dumbly looked at him.

Up close, he was even more handsome. His beauty was mesmerizing.

Then, he suddenly smiled at me. “So long as you don’t allow yourself to think that way, you won’t feel bullied. Remember how brave you were today?”

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I was taken aback for a moment before my actions that evening came to mind. I lowered my head, embarrassed.

Logan rubbed my head. “It’s over now. Get some rest. Everything will be alright.”

And with that, he left.

For a very long while, I sat in the room. It wasn’t until I was exhausted that I washed up and went to bed.

Enlightenment had likely dawned on my 18–year–old mind at that moment. Suddenly, I felt as if there were a lot of things I understood better now.

Early the next morning, I woke up and got dressed.

Frank arrived pretty early. As usual, he examined me before giving me an IV drip.

My condition was great, and the post–concussion syndrome was fading as well. Aside from the scratches and bruises I had gotten last night, I appeared completely fine.

So, I asked Frank if I could go out.

He looked at the scratches on my arm, vigilant. “Where do you want to go?”

I gave a sheepish grin. “It’s nothing. I’m just going out to take care of some business.”

Frank solemnly said, “Mr. Wood said you’re not allowed to go running about.”

I frowned. “Did he really?

Frank threw his hands up. “I wouldn’t be stopping you if he didn’t. Do you think I enjoy giving myself more

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I deflated. After a while, I pleaded, “I’m just going back to grab some of my stuff. I’m not actually running around.”

Frank was shocked. “You’re going back? Didn’t you break up with Elijah?”

However, I didn’t reply Frank as I had no desire to explain things to him at that moment.