เข้าสู่ระบบThe little boy I had saved when we were kids grew up to be a possessive, obsessive CEO. For ten years, he kept me by his side, using my grandmother's illness as a bargaining chip to force me into marrying him. He tried everything to win my heart, pulling every trick in the book, but no matter what he did, he could never make me love him. In a fit of rage, he found a woman who looked almost exactly like me to take my place. They flaunted their relationship for everyone to see, and people whispered that the CEO had finally found his true love. But that day, the woman, riding on his affection, barged into the villa with her entourage. She broke my fingers one by one, slashed my face with a utility knife, and removed my clothes to humiliate me. "Even though you had surgery to look like me, I'll let that slide. But you even learned to paint like me, too? You really did your homework. Let's see how you try to seduce men now!" Just as I was bleeding out and on the verge of death, the obsessive CEO finally showed up. The stand-in grabbed my hair and dragged me in front of him, smugly reporting, "Honey, this wench was hiding in the villa trying to seduce you. I've made sure she can't succeed!"
ดูเพิ่มเติมMy parents gave their lives to protect Felix and me. That year, I lost my father, who planted sunflowers for me, and my mother, who loved me dearly. Of course, his mother died too, but he wasn't upset in the slightest and couldn't understand my grief. After that, I never painted Felix's portrait again. At first, I blamed him. I blamed him for taking away the home I had and trapping me in my own world, unwilling to step out. I resented him for taking me from my grandmother, locking me away in his house, and later even using my grandmother to force me into marriage with him. In those years, Felix loved me deeply. I tried to convince myself to keep going, to forgive him, because, at that time, he was just an innocent child. Every time I felt like giving up, I would go to the garden and look at the sunflowers, drawing flowers on the wall that would never wither. But later, as I tried to hold on, Darcy's arrival destroyed everything. Or maybe it was Felix who destroyed it all. He de
But what followed was more torture and pain. Before that, a video was posted online where she admitted she was the real mistress. Public opinion quickly shifted, and those who had once attacked me now turned their venom on Darcy. It was laughable. They thought this would somehow cover up the fact that they had caused an elderly woman's death. Felix thought this would wash away his sins, but he had done irreparable damage. Not every mistake can be fixed with an apology. Even if I sought revenge, it wouldn't erase my hatred or make him feel the same pain. I remained cold, watching everything unfold with unshakable bitterness. None of them were innocent. Felix looked at me with a pleading expression, trying to please me. "Felicity, you don't need to get your hands dirty. I'll take care of everything." He didn't want me to see the bloody aftermath, so he made sure to send me to the car. Later, I found out he had locked them in the villa, forcing them to fight each other to the de
I worked hard to recover, and once I was discharged from the hospital, Felix couldn't wait to bring me back to the villa on the hillside.Darcy and her three lackeys were dragged out."Felicity, I'll make sure they pay for everything they've done to you. Just don't be angry with me, okay?" Felix said, his voice full of regret.I focused my gaze on Darcy, hatred rising in my chest.For the past month in the basement, they hadn't been fed or given water, tied up like animals. Now, they were filthy, stinking horribly.As soon as Darcy saw me and Felix, she trembled in fear, groveling and begging for mercy."Mr. Palmer, Mrs. Palmer, I know I was wrong. Please, just vent your anger on me and let me go!"Her lackeys immediately tried to distance themselves. "We didn't want any of this. We were just fooled by Darcy. Please don't blame us!""Yes, yes! It's Darcy who led us astray. Please just let us go…"These people, once so close when there was something to gain, had turned on each
Felix continued to try and repair our relationship, much like the sunflowers he’d plant every time we moved to a new place.“Felicity, it’s going to get better. Once you’re well, I’ll take you back home, plant the sunflowers you love, and we’ll paint together again,” he promised.I glanced down at my hand, still immobile. Could I even paint anymore?Felix, sensing my doubt, spoke again with unwavering determination, “It will get better. I’ll make you well, and I’ll make those who hurt you pay for what they did.”Right now, I was more worried about my grandmother. She should have been discharged by now. I had missed my chance to pick her up from the hospital. I couldn’t face her looking like this. All I could do was beg Felix not to tell her, and to wait until I was better before seeing her again.But that day, I received a video from an unfamiliar number.In the video, a group of people surrounded my grandmother, whose hair was completely white, and threw rotten vegetable leave
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