Gold Digger vs Gold Saver My Man's Double Life novel Chapter 20

**Chapter 4**

A sudden spark of joy ignited on the man’s face. “You remember me?” he exclaimed, his voice filled with a warmth that momentarily chased away the shadows of my pain.

But as his gaze swept over the bruises that marred my skin, the vibrant purple marks standing out starkly against my pallor, the light in his eyes dimmed.

In an instant, he pivoted sharply towards the door, his voice booming with urgency. “Get a doctor in here. Now!”

Even with that stormy expression etched across his features, there was an undeniable magnetism about him—tall, imposing, and exuding an authority that didn’t require proclamation.

For the first time, I found myself reconciling the man standing before me with the notorious name that echoed through the hushed corridors of Boston’s elite circles.

This was Lysander Blackwood?

My mind raced, and I blinked in bewilderment, tentatively voicing, “Sander? Is that really you?”

He turned back to me, a smile breaking through the tension. “Jules. You finally remembered.”

Jules. That was the name he had affectionately called me during our childhood—a name that now felt like a distant echo in my heart.

Before I could fully grasp the situation, Sander was already kneeling beside me, his hands deftly working to untie the ropes that bound me.

As he revealed the deep crimson welts beneath the bindings, a gentle breath escaped his lips, and the unexpected tickle of his touch made me flinch involuntarily.

He looked up, his eyes glistening with unshed tears. “Does it hurt?” he asked, his voice thick with concern.

His jaw tightened, a muscle twitching with regret. “I had no idea that bastard Theo would go this far. If it weren’t for your parents, the Harringtons would be nothing right now.”

“It’s only been a few years, and they’ve already turned their backs on everything they owe your family. Ungrateful doesn’t even begin to describe it,” I replied, my voice laced with bitterness.

“If I had known this would happen, I never would have gone along with this plan…”

Seeing the genuine sorrow in his eyes, I reached out and playfully tugged at his sleeve. “You’re still a crybaby, just like when we were kids.”

“It doesn’t hurt that much, really,” I reassured him, forcing a smile. “And honestly, I should be thanking you. Who knows how much longer Theo would have kept me under his thumb otherwise?”

Once Sander had gathered himself, I felt a question bubbling to the surface, one that had been nagging at me ever since I recognized him.

“You still haven’t told me how you became Lysander Blackwood.”

I paused, genuinely perplexed. “Sander… weren’t you a girl when we were little?”

Meanwhile, back at the Harrington estate, every light blazed defiantly against the encroaching night, illuminating the anxious atmosphere that hung thick in the air.

Theo was experiencing one of the most nerve-wracking nights of his life.

The men he had stationed outside the Blackwood mansion had reported back seven times already, and with each update, his stomach twisted tighter, a knot of dread forming within him.

Sander had called for a doctor within two minutes of entering the room. Then he had summoned a physician renowned for treating severe injuries. And—strangely—a gynecologist.

Women had survived Sander’s attention before, but never in such a dire fashion. None had required medical intervention within moments of his arrival.

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Gold Digger vs Gold Saver: My Man’s Double Life

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