All Chapters of He Saved His Old Flame. I Erased Myself: Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

8 Chapters

Chapter 1

Three days after the miscarriage, Adrian Moretti finally came back to our villa by the Hudson.I sat on the gray sofa in the living room with a hospital cashmere blanket over my shoulders. My lower abdomen felt hollow, as if someone had carved a piece out of me, and even breathing came with a dull ache.Adrian stepped through the door with cold rain still clinging to his black coat. When he saw me, there was no worry in his eyes. Only anger he hadn’t bothered to hide.“Selena, are you happy now?”I looked up at him.This man had once taken a knife for me at the most dangerous dock in New York. On the first Christmas after my parents died, he had driven three hours to bring me back to the Moretti estate. Adrian Moretti knew how to be gentle. His tenderness just had a pecking order.And I was no longer first.“The Commission sent me a warning,” Adrian said, tossing his leather gloves onto the coffee table. His voice was hard. “They said I moved the family medical team without approval an

Chapter 2

After I ended the call, the pain in my abdomen came back hard.I bent over as cold sweat spread down my back. The doctor had said I lost too much blood after the miscarriage and needed at least two weeks of bed rest. No one in this villa knew that.Thunder rolled over the Hudson like distant gunfire. Adrian came out of the study with his phone buzzing in his hand.Evelyn’s voice drifted from the speaker. “Adrian, the thunder is so loud. Every time I close my eyes, I see Luca dying in front of me. The baby keeps kicking, and I’m scared.”Adrian’s face changed at once. He grabbed his car keys by instinct. That was when I finally spoke. “Don’t go.”He stopped and looked back.I gripped the sofa arm and forced myself to stand. My vision went dark around the edges, and I could barely make out his shape.“I don’t feel well,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady. “Adrian, my stomach hurts. Can you stay, or at least call a doctor for me?”For one moment, he wasn’t completely unmoved. I saw

Chapter 3

On our tenth anniversary, Adrian actually cleared his schedule.He drove me himself to a private restaurant on the north shore of Long Island. The place sat on a cliff, with floor-to-ceiling windows looking out over the black sea and scattered lights in the distance. White roses stood on the table, and a cellist played low music in the corner.Once, his effort would have softened me. Now it only felt ironic.He pulled out my chair and switched my plate with the steak he had already cut, so practiced it almost looked like the man from ten years ago had come back.“You’ve lost a lot of weight. When this mess is over, I’ll take you to Tuscany for a while. You always wanted to do a research visit there, didn’t you?”I looked at him. His concern wasn’t entirely fake. Adrian Moretti had loved me once. The problem was that every time Evelyn and I stood on opposite sides of a scale, he pressed her side down first.“Sure,” I said.The main course had barely arrived when his phone vibrated. Adri

Chapter 4

By the time the private medical team arrived, I was close to shock from blood loss and post-surgery weakness.When I woke again, I was in the emergency observation room at St. Mary’s. The doctor told me my body hadn’t recovered from the miscarriage or the gunshot wound, and the fall had pushed my anemia and infection markers into dangerous territory. Another half hour, and no one could guarantee what would have happened.After listening, I asked only one question. “Can you encrypt my discharge papers and injury report and send them to this address?”The doctor looked startled, but he nodded.While I was handling the paperwork, I saw Adrian at the end of the hall.He was helping Evelyn out of a VIP exam room. She wore his suit jacket over her shoulders. Her face was a little pale, but she was nowhere near danger. Adrian held a cup of warm water and coaxed her to take her medicine.“Be good. Take the fever reducer. Your health matters more than any meeting.”So the so-called Blake family

Chapter 5

For ten years, no matter where I was, the Moretti system could find me. It was the protection he had set up himself, and it was the leash I had once given him willingly.When he rushed back to the villa, the living room held only ashes on the floor and papers on the coffee table.Adrian saw the divorce agreement first.Then the miscarriage record.At last, his hand stopped on a black-covered notice of identity cancellation.[Black Ice Protocol active.][Former New York resident: Selena Vale.][Public status: deceased and sealed.]Adrian lost control for the first time when he saw the emergency miscarriage notice.The words were painfully clear. Twelve weeks pregnant. Severe bleeding after a shooting. Fetal heartbeat lost. The time of surgery was the very night he had taken Dr. Harrison to the Langdon estate.He held the coffee table, his knuckles white. That child had existed, and he hadn’t even known.Worse, while I was losing our baby in an operating room, he had been sitting by Evel

Chapter 6

The Moretti Commission called an emergency meeting at dawn.Every seat around the long table was filled. The elders and district heads who had once feared Adrian now looked at him with disappointment and caution.The Grand Elder projected the evidence I had sent onto the screen.Medical dispatch records. Security withdrawal orders. Transfers between Evelyn and a Blake family middleman. The timestamp of Adrian shutting off my spousal emergency access. Recordings of my three distress calls.Every item was enough to disgrace the Moretti name.“For a Langdon widow, you misused family medical resources, delayed your wife’s treatment, and caused the death of a Moretti heir,” the Grand Elder said in a grave voice. “You also drove a top neurogenetics researcher away from us and into the Northern Institute. Adrian, you no longer have the judgment to lead this family.”Adrian sat at the head of the table with bloodshot eyes.He didn’t defend himself. He only asked, “Where is she?”“You have no r

Chapter 7

Three years later, the Artemis Northern Institute announced a neuro-regeneration breakthrough that shook the world.The project lead was Dr. S. V.No one knew her full name, and no one knew where she came from. She appeared only at the most important academic conferences and the highest-level medical projects, calm and exact, like a scalpel tempered in ice water.That was me.For three years, I gave everything to the lab. The nerve pain left by the gunshot, the damage from the miscarriage, and the shadow of a ten-year marriage were all taken apart piece by piece and turned into papers, patents, and clinical protocols.I was no longer anyone’s wife. I belonged to myself.On the night of the breakthrough announcement, the institute hosted a celebration at a castle hotel in northern Norway. Snowlight reflected against the glass dome as scholars, investors, and members of the northern families lifted glasses in congratulations.I wore an emerald dress and finished the last part of my speec

Chapter 8

Adrian stared at Caesar’s hand on my shoulder as if he had finally seen everything he had lost.He opened his mouth, but no sound came out.In New York, he had once been the youngest head of the Moretti family, used to being obeyed and used to me waiting for him to look back. Here in the North, on Caesar’s ground, he was nothing.“No,” I said.I stepped forward. Snow landed on the hem of my dress and melted into cold dots.“Adrian, you don’t need to tell me about Evelyn’s death, the Commission’s punishment, or the fall of the Moretti family.”He looked at me urgently. “I just wanted you to know I paid for it.”“That’s what you owed yourself,” I said. “Not what you paid back to me. You hate Evelyn now because she lied to you and cost you your family, your child, and me. But during those three distress calls, she wasn’t the one who rejected them.”Adrian’s lips lost all color.“The first time, I was trapped in a car with bullets and glass around me. You didn’t come. The second time, I wa

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