Love You Like I Used To Forget It (Millie Bridge) novel Chapter 188

Chapter 188

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Bui Quinton never even got close. The bodyguards I’d hired with a hefty price rushed into the room, Immediately surrounding him.

Quinton’s brow furrowed in confusion. “Emilia, what the hell are you doing?”

What was I doing?

I scoffed and said, “Beat his ass and throw him out! Don’t worry about breaking anything–I’ll pay!”

I couldn’t understand how the old me had changed so much for the sake of loving one guy. All I knew now was I

wasn’t that person anymore. Now, I wouldn’t put up with anything and never let any insult slide.

Although I didn’t remember every detail of the humiliation these jerks had put me through, my diary had carefully noted it all.

One by one, I would let them have a taste of their own medicine.

Quinton stared at me in disbelief. “Emilia, don’t you dare!”

He couldn’t tell if I’d completely lost it or was insane. Not only had I dared to snap at him, but now I was ordering him to get beaten up!

I ignored his shouts, calmly waving to my bodyguards to drag him out. There was no point in lowering myself to their level.

I shut them up the hard way. One good hit was all it took to leave him down for the count.

“Emilia, you’re out of your mind! You’ve totally lost it!” Quinton and Landon yelled, utterly stunned, as my bodyguards dragged them out.

They stared at me like I’d been possessed, unable to wrap their heads around how the old me–who’d never even dared raise her voice–could act like this now. The Emilia who used to beg for their approval was long gone, replaced by someone they no longer recognized.

Just as Quinton was about to be shoved out the door, realization finally seemed to hit him—he knew I wasn’t the

same person anymore.

His arrogance melted into desperation, and he pleaded, “Emilia, whatever happened between you two, you did love Irvin once, didn’t you? Go see him, please!

“He’s in the ICU right now. Doctors say he’s completely lost the will to live. He might never wake up again if he doesn’t wake up within 24 hours!”

Irvin had collapsed from exhaustion once he’d heard I was safe. As soon as he knew I’d survived, the last bit of strength he had left vanished. When he finally understood the weight of what he’d done, he couldn’t forgive himself, let alone expect forgiveness from me.

He was drowning in despair. Even though his injuries weren’t fatal, he didn’t want to wake up again, unable to face me or the reality of life without me.

Irvin was arrogant yet emotionally fragile. He’d chosen not to believe me, to hurt me beyond forgiveness, yet claimed he still loved me so deeply he couldn’t survive without me.

Honestly, he needed to get himself checked.

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Chapter 188

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I laughed coldly, completely ignoring Quinton’s desperate lea. Irvin’s life or death was none of my business. If anything, it’d be better if he died—I wouldn’t even need to bother divorcing him, and I’d inherit everything he owned. That sounded pretty good to me.