He Gave Her Strawberries, Gave Me Hives (Ford and Sylvia) novel Chapter 137

aspian stood outside the cremation room, waiting quietly for the body to be incinerated.

shes from the furnace swirled into his eyes, but he stood without blinking until they were dry and bloodshot.

n the way home, he carefully placed the urn in the passenger seat and even leaned over to buckle its seatbelt, just as he used to do for me.

With a click, Caspian zoned out for a moment, as if he could see me sitting in the passenger seat, smiling brightly at him.

is eyes glazed over. He reached out to touch me, but his hand met only empty air.

Scarlett…”

pang of pain shot through his heart as memories flooded his mind.

Then he came home drunk from business dinners, I always had a cup of sobering tea ready for him.

Then his company was in financial trouble, I would step up to help him solve his problems.

Then he needed comfort the most, he could always turn around and find me by his side…

ut now, all of that was gone.

ragging his numb body home, Caspian planned to place the urn on a shelf in the living room.

ut he noticed that my first acting award was gone, leaving only a clean circular mark where it used to be.

aspian’s fingers paused. For so long, he had been spending all his time with Dahlia that he hadn’t noticed when things in the house had changed.

e hesitated, then went upstairs to sort through my belongings.

he luxury goods and expensive dresses he had bought me were all there, but my favorite rings and my scrapbook were all gone.

his couldn’t be a coincidence!

strange thought suddenly occurred to Caspian.

That M… I wasn’t dead at all…?

I that thought, his heart began to race. He was about to call his assistant to check when his assistant called him

Mr. Reeves, something terrible has happened! You need to check the trending topics!”

Everyone is calling you a scumbag. The public opinion is getting out of control…

Tsk, being a public figure is such a pain Caspian irritably lit a cigarette and went out to the balcony

he top three trending headlines stung his eyes.

Scarlett Marlowe’slinalMessages

Scarlett Marlowe Dead”

Caspian ReevesIsScum#

le clicked on the top link, a radio recording, and my weary, melodic voice played

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He Gave Her Strawberries, Gave Me Hives. 1 Gave Them Both A (me Way Ticket to BANKRUPTCY

Chapter 10

“Hello, everyone. This is Scarlett Marlowe.”

I hate the smell of smoke. The moment he heard my voice, Caspian instinctively put out his cigarette.

But the thought that I would never come back filled him with both remorse and grief, and a crimson shade spread through his eyes.

The recording continued, “By the time you hear this message, I may already be gone…”

‘My husband and the little ingenue he keeps, Dahlia Summers, have been together, setting me up at every turn. They caused me to miscarry on the show, left ne with permanent health problems, and my body has gotten weaker every day.”

If I die an untimely death one day, it will be because of them. Don’t let them get away with it.”

n the comments, gossip accounts started digging up evidence, and Dahlia’s many small manipulations became obvious.

OMG, Dahlia looks so innocent, but she’s doing all this disgusting stuff behind the scenes. She must be used to being the other woman.”

That scumbag and that bitch should be locked up together! Such a shame about our dear Scarlett. RIP…”

n addition, the final episode of the divorce reality show aired on time, and someone edited together a clip of just my scenes.

n the interview room, I was wearing a jacket that was two sizes too big, my face gaunt. The thick layer of foundation couldn’t hide the dark circles under my yes.

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