He Gave Her Strawberries, Gave Me Hives (Ford and Sylvia) novel Chapter 130

The mango pulp felt like a dull knife scraping my throat. Within seconds, my heart was racing and a cold sweat beaded on my forehead.

Tossing out a “I’m going to the restroom“, I made a clumsy escape.

I splashed freezing water on my face. After a long moment, I looked at my reflection.

An ugly red rash covered my cheeks, making my paper–white skin look even paler. I was exhausted, having long lost the bright confidence I had when I first entered the industry.

I gave a self–mocking smile and pulled out my antihistamines, but my hand was unsteady and the bottle fell.

Before I could bend down, another pale hand snatched it up.

“Scarlett, looks like Caspian’s forgotten what you can’t eat. His mind is completely full of me now.”

My chest heaved as I struggled to stay upright. “Give it back.”

Dahlia smiled sweetly, her voice laced with poison. “I can. If you beg me.”

“If you know what’s good for you, give up your spot as Mrs. Reeves, and I might just spare you.”

The sound of dripping water tapped against my nerves. The corners of my eyes were red as I spat through gritted teeth, “Dream on!”

Dahlia’s face twisted in anger. She ripped off the cap and flung the bottle, sending pills scattering across the floor.

She stepped on them one by one, then covered her mouth and giggled. “Oops, my hand slipped. You won’t blame me, will you, Scarlett?”

My head was ringing, and it became harder to breathe.

I stumbled forward to push Dahlia aside and get the pills, when I heard a collapsing sound from above.

Before I could cry out, everything went black. The next thing I knew, my body was pinned under a collapsed wall, immobile.

My right leg was pierced by something hard, excruciating pain shooting through my body.

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He Gave Her Strawberries, Gave Me Hives. I Gave Them Both A One Way Ticket To BANKRUPTCY.

Chapter 3

Through the searing pain, I heard Caspian’s urgent voice from above. “What happened?”

“Dahlia! Scarlett! Where are you?”

My vision was blurry. I struggled to force out the words. “Caspian, help me…”

He stopped and looked over at me, about to approach.

But in the next instant, Dahlia’s crying from nearby stole his attention.

“Caspian, I’m so scared!”

“Don’t be scared, Dahlia, I’m coming!”

Without another glance at me, Caspian rushed to Dahlia’s side, scooped her up, and strode away.

I reached out my hand uselessly, watching his back disappear between my fingers.

The diamond ring on my finger cut a wound deep in my heart.

His wedding vows still echoed in my ears: “Scarlett, as long as I’m here, I will never let any harm come to you.”

Caspian, you liar.

Blood mixed with tears, staining the ends of my hair red.

When I opened my eyes again, I was in a hospital bed.

“Scarlett, you’re awake.” Seeing me conscious, Caspian took my hand guiltily. “Dahlia’s pregnant. I was afraid for her and the baby, so in the heat of the moment, I saved her first.”

“You understand, don’t you?”

I lowered my gaze, my hand instinctively going to my flat stomach,

When I was pregnant, I never saw him this frantic.

Even while I was recovering from the miscarriage, he used work as an excuse and only visited a few times.

All these memories surfaced, a lump of ice seeming to form in my throat. I closed my eyes and whispered, “Caspian,

I’m tired.”

An inexplicable unease settled in Caspian’s heart. He was about to say something else when a cry came from the

next room.

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He Gave Her Strawberries, Gave Me Hives. I Gave Them Both A One–Way Ticket To BANKRUPTCY.

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