I was his allergen she was his cure what if this allergen turns lethal? novel Chapter 100

Chapter 1

After eight years together, when my asthma attack hit, Kieran was in the center of the ballroom, intimate dancing with his secretary

Even as I foamed at the mouth and slipped into unconsciousness, the man kept his arms wrapped around her, whispering sweet nothings in her ear, laughing like he didn’t have a care in the world.

Until the end of the banquet, he drove me home. On the drive home, I found a diamond ring in the glove compartment.

Before I could even open my mouth, Kieran frowned and snatched it away, his voice ice-cold:

“It’s not for you.”

Hearing that, I just calmly nodded, then pointed to the bridal boutique up ahead. “Pull over, would you?”

The custom wedding dress I’d ordered-yeah, it was time to return that.

The second I stepped into the bridal shop, Kieran was out of the car, chasing after me. He threw a woman’s coat right at my face.

“Chloe, fix that scatter-brained habit of yours.”

Kieran was a neat freak-never let me leave so much as a hair tie in his car.

I glanced down at the coat on the floor and said flatly: “That’s not mine.”

Hearing that, his expression softened immediately. Without any hesitation, he bent down to pick up the coat, folding it carefully.

I knew whose it was-Ivy’s.

Every time Ivy “accidentally” left something behind, it used to trigger these explosive fights between Kieran and me.

But not this time. I didn’t complain or say a word.

I just turned around and gave the sales associate my phone number.

The woman beamed at us. “Perfect timing! Your custom wedding dress and tuxedo are ready for fitting.”

Before I could decline the fitting, the man who’d just snapped at me was already stalking into the changing room, his face like thunder.

Ten minutes later.

I stood before Kieran in my wedding dress.

He barely glanced at me before curling his lip in disgust. “Tacky as hell.”

I didn’t argue. Instead, I asked the sales associate to take my picture.

Hearing that, Kieran looked annoyed, like he was about to pull me in for a couple’s shot, when his phone rang-Ivy’s special ringtone.

The girl was sobbing to him about her missing coat-her absolute favorite one. If some kind soul could return it to her right away, she’d be theirs forever, till death do them part, she promised.

Chapter 1

Hearing that, his expression changed instantly. After hanging up, Kieran didn’t even bother changing his tux-he just bolted out of there

Listening to his car speed away, I picked up a pair of scissors and cut the wedding dress to shreds without hesitation.

1:30 AM.

I was packing up my stuff when I got a text from Kieran:

[Out drinking]

Eight years together, and the man rarely bothered to tell me where he was.

I looked down at my cleaning gloves and didn’t reply.

After finishing cleaning, I took a hot shower and crashed.

When Kieran came home the next day, he caught me taking out the trash.

He gave me this weird look. “Is your phone broken?”

When I shook my head, he instinctively frowned.

I knew why he was asking. Usually when he stayed out late, I’d blow up his phone with texts and calls.

But last night? Radio silence.

As I headed for the door, Kieran called out again:

“Chloe, where are all our photos from the wall?”

I glanced down at the trash bag, about to tell him the truth, when his phone buzzed.

He shouldered past me, pressing the voice message button as he walked inside:

“Don’t worry, sweetheart. I’ll bring it over as soon as it’s ready.”

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