All Chapters of I Healed, but I Never Forgot: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

The second before I lost consciousness, I saw a spent syringe of sedative in Ian's hand.He caught my limp body, his eyes filled with guilt and reluctance. "Why didn't you obediently take your medication, Helena? You weren't supposed to remember."…When I came to, I was lying in bed, my entire body aching. I was nauseous and weak because I was forcibly sedated. Ian stood before the window, clutching a crumpled cigarette pack in his hand. It betrayed his agitation. I gazed at him quietly, digging my fingernails deep into my palms, before I heard my own hoarse voice. "Why? You know how much I love our daughter, Ian Beaumont! Why did you guys keep me in the dark for five years? Why are you protecting Gemma, the murderer?" He stiffened. He seized my shoulders, a flash of agony passing through his eyes. His grip tightened, as if he intended to crush my shoulders. "Helena, now that the truth is out, I'm sorry."However, five years ago, Gem was so terrified that she ran a fever f

Watching me cough up a mouthful of blood and bawl my eyes out, Gemma smiled and leaned close to my ear.Like a venomous snake, she slowly whispered, "Oh right, the day your daughter died, Ian didn't come home all night, did he? You don't actually think he went looking for evidence to catch the killer, do you?"It hit me like a blow to the head. I croaked out in total disbelief, "He told me... He went to check if there was any surveillance footage he'd missed…"Gemma took in the shattered look on my face and burst into laughter, clapping her hands. "You're so naive. Your husband held me in his arms and comforted me the moment it happened. Because I told him I was terrified, he stayed by my side all night to soothe me, telling me it wasn't my fault." At that moment, my heart—which I thought had already gone numb from the pain—was violently pierced through once again. Scalding hot tears, born of unbearable agony, trickled down my cheeks.Ian had clearly seemed more frantic and devas

My will to live, which had previously vanished, flared back to life. I peeled my eyes open and met the surprised yet heartbroken look in the eyes of my best friend, Katherine Ellington. She threw her arms around me and burst into tears. Her voice was filled with fear and relief. "Thank goodness… Thank goodness you waited for me. You were this close to leaving me too…"That was when it hit me—after hallucinating Soleil standing at the door, beckoning me over, I'd lost all desire to live. However, the moment I was preparing to jump off the building, I saw Katherine charge in from the side entrance. I gradually came back to my senses. Tears streamed down my face as I hugged her back, sobbing uncontrollably, as though I needed to let out all the grievances I had been bottling up. Once we had both calmed down, she wiped away her tears. "Don't lose hope, Elena. I've brought reinforcements. Don't worry. So long as we don't give up, we'll definitely put those two bastards behind bars!"

Ian, who had remained silent from the moment the trial began, piped up at that moment. He looked at me with an unreadable expression."Helena, I know you're upset, but there's a line to everything, and you've taken this way too far." Without realizing it, his tone was still tinged with reproach. I jeered, "I suggest you get off your high horse, Ian. Don't you just think I can't produce any useful evidence? Don't you just think your family is going to win no matter what?"Ian's expression shifted several times, and I knew I had hit the mark. Having navigated the dark waters of his career for so many years, he was confident in his ability to walk away unscathed. However, having been married to him for all these years, he wasn't the only one who knew me; I knew him just as well.Had I not come fully prepared, I would never have subjected myself to looking at their repulsive faces ever again. The judge soon announced a recess, and the evidence submitted by both parties would have

Ten days later, Katherine and I were getting ready to travel to the country Caspian was based in to clear my head. While we were waiting for our flight, I received an anonymous message. To my surprise, it was from Ian. His message was drowning in agony and regret. I had zero patience to read through his drivel. I skipped straight to the final line. I couldn't believe that he was still hoping we could reconcile. Ian: "I see now that I was catastrophically wrong, and I don't even deserve to live for what I've done, Elena. I didn't know Gemma murdered our daughter on purpose, nor did I know she injected you with that kind of drug and caused you to be injured… I'm terribly sorry! "For the sake of our second child, please turn around and take a look at me. Give me one last chance to make it up to you!" Every word had been chosen with such care, every phrase weighed and rewritten countless times. Five years ago, I might have softened. But now, I simply sent him the medical report