He Gave Her Strawberries, Gave Me Hives (Ford and Sylvia) novel Chapter 33

Chapter 13

I woke up in the hospital, tied down with restraints.

Doctors in white coats surrounded me, all standing at attention.

“You guys…”

Blood shot straight up from my chest and out of my mouth.

It stained a large patch of the white sheets red.

“Who told you to tie me up? Where is this? Are we overseas?”

“Where’s Finn Reed?”

“Take me to see him now.”

I struggled hard, but not one person would untie me. They all stood there cold and inhuman.

“Mr. Nash, Miss Kane’s emotional state is very unstable, and her condition is deteriorating.”

Only then did I see Cole Nash in his black suit standing there too.

With trembling hands, he actually cupped the blood I’d coughed up. Looking at the blood pooling in his palms, his eyes reddened.

His voice came out hoarse.

“Iris, stop hurting yourself like this, okay? Your body’s going to completely break down.”

But I just shoved him away.

“I need to see Finn Reed. I need to find him. He’s still alive, isn’t he?”

“He has to be alive. He promised he’d marry me!”

The more I spoke, the more tears flowed.

Mixed with the blood at the corner of my mouth.

I kept pulling at the restraints binding me.

I was completely falling apart.

“Who the hell hypnotized me? You damn bastard, why did you make me forget him?”

“Damn it.”

I suddenly bit down hard on Cole Nash and questioned him viciously.

“Cole Nash, was it you? You got a hypnotist to make me forget the person I loved most, didn’t you?”

Chapter 13

“How could you be such a bastard?”

“He’s dead.”

“He was bleeding so much. I held his head, wishing I could put all that blood back in his body, but he was still smiling at me.”

“Using his last bit of strength to say, ‘Don’t cry, okay? I hate seeing you cry the most.“”

My whole body was convulsing.

I’d completely lost control.

I remembered everything now, but all I had in my head were those three days when Finn was in the hospital after the accident.

Everything else was blank.

Because I really hadn’t stayed with him.

Someone had hypnotized me to forget him. I left the hospital and never thought of him again.

I only remembered some familiar email address that I’d write to when I felt sad.

I even came back home.

Completely forgetting him.

I felt so guilty, so heartbroken.

My heart hurt so much. I missed him so badly.

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