He Gave Her Strawberries, Gave Me Hives (Ford and Sylvia) novel Chapter 227

Lorelei pulled a blanket around herself, curling up amidst the wreckage on the floor, her eyes gazing vacantly at the deepening twilight outside.

The text message confirming the million–dollar transfer felt like the most biting mockery, putting a price tag on her last shred of dignity.

In the middle of the night, the roar of a helicopter’s rotors and a faint commotion could be heard from outside the window.

She was indifferent, merely hugging herself tighter.

The next day, she learned from the servants‘ hushed gossip that Sabine had returned to Miami overnight.

A violent conflict had erupted between her crew and a rival gang over several key docks, resulting in many casualties. She was urgently needed back to take Command.

Jamian had wanted to go with her, but Sabíne firmly refused, saying it was “too dangerous“.

orelei didn’t ask questions, but just then, her phone buzzed with a new post from Sabine.

n the picture, Damian’s eyelashes were lowered, his expression pious.

and Sabine was fastening an exquisite metal chastity device on him.

he caption was in the Miami heiress’s usual flamboyant style: [I don’t want a man who can’t keep it in his pants. Guess I’ll be holding on to the key for now.]

orelei stared at the photo, her stomach churning.

or her, he had taken off his prayer beads and fallen from grace.

ut now, he was just as willingly “locking” himself away for another woman in the most humiliating fashion.

o–called deep love from a man was truly cheap.

or five whole days, there was no word from Sabine.

n the sixth day, the Miami tabloids broke a shocking story-

BREAKING! Miami’s “Black Rose” Sabine Montoya Feared Dead in Docklands Bloodbath, Fate Unknown After Vicious Attack!]

Then Damian saw the news, he instantly smashed a priceless antique vase in his study.

fter exhausting all his connections in a fruitless search, he went to the most popular monastery on the outskirts of New York to hold a prayer vigil for Sabine.

jot only did he personally light nine thousand, nine hundred and ninety nine votive candles to burn day and night, he also climbed the nine hundred and inety–nine stone steps, prostrating himself with every step, just to beg God for a sliver of hope for Sabine’s survival.

he media captured images of him with a bruised forehead, covered in dust, yet with a look of pure devotion in his eyes.

he photos went viral the moment they were published.

eople were full of praise:

Damian is so devoted!]

His love for Ms. Montoya is as deep as the ocean, enough to move heaven and earth!)

The Saint of Manhattan and the bad girl of Miami, what an epic pairing‘

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

Chapter 3

teading these comments, Loreles felt a wave of nausea rise in her throat

married man, publicly going to such lengths for the other woman, could be praised as “devoted?

n this world, even a mistress could be celebrated as true love.

ate on the night of the sixth day, things took another sharp turn.

abine was back.

eeking of blood and gunpowder, she stumbled through the gates of the Blackwood estate in a disheveled state.

ehind her, a group of enemies was in hot pursuit.

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