A Love Forgotten (Arianna and Elijah) novel Chapter 230

Chapter 230 

“Elijah, are you really serines?” 

“I’m serious 

“I swear, it lever let you down, I’ll….” 

“What 

My voke was as steady asi 

e who betrays true love has to swallow a whole bottle of hot sauce. So, Elgah, don’t let me down… 

“Don’t let me down.” 

Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through my head, and I instinctively clutched my forehead 

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Seeing me like this, Elijah couldn’t help but sneer, “Ariana, cut the poor–me act. You know I don’t have that kind of money right now..” 

Fighting through the pain. I looked at him and spoke slowly, each word deliberate, Someone who betrays true love has to swallow a bottle of hot sauce” 

Elijah trees. “What?” 

I laughed humorlessly, “You swore–if you ever let me down, you’d swallow a bottle of hot sauce! 

He fell silent, unable to respond. 

I turned to Mr. Webb, ‘I’m not feeling well. You can handle the rest.” 

Without another word, I quickly walked out of the room, lenoring the startled look around me 

Everything felt blurred, my head spinning so badly that I could barely see the path in front of me, I wasn’t sure where I’d ended up–all 1 knew was that it was finally quier 

“Ms. York are you done with the meeting?“. 

Through my fog vision, I saw Jocelyn approaching, bundled up with a mask covering everything but her eyes 

Looking around, I realized I was by the back exit of the courthouse. I wasn’t sure why she was there, but she seemed to be following w 

Took a deep breath. “Ms. Cornell, I have nothing to discuss with you.” 

I moved to find a lounge area, but she stepped in front of me. “Ms. York, I really hope you’ll accept Elijah’s terms.” 

Feeling worse by the second, I replied curtly, “Ms, Cornell, whether I accept or not is between Elijah and me. It’s got nothing to do with you.” 

She raised her chin, almost triumphantly, and said, “But I’m carrying Elijah’s child. So, it has everything to do with me. 

I glanced at her stomach, barely even showing, and felt my headache intensity. The discomfort was so overwhelming that just wanted to leave. I pushed her aside. 

“Please move, Ms. Cornell 

She stumbled back, watching my pale face with sathdaction. Then, she suddenly laughed “Ms. York, you still love Elijah, don’t you? That’s why this is so hard for you.” Awave of iritation surged through me. My head throbbed with a pain that felt foreign as if something was clawing to the surface of my mind. 

Asharp fear gripped me. I realized I was terrified–terrified that my memories would come rushing back and change everything. 

No, I couldn’t remember, I didn’t want to return to being that Ariana–someone with no self–respecto dignity 

I pushed her again, this time, my voice laced with impatience.