No Sex for Six Years Because of Her? I'm Done novel Chapter 551

No Sex for Six Years Because of Her? I’m Done!

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Chapter 551 What Was Taken from Her

Those were the things Beatrice had discarded, the things the Harlows had thrown away, yet once they had been everything to Amelia.

She remembered it clearly. After Beatrice was brought back to the Harlows, she went through every single thing Amelia owned.

Beatrice had taken nearly everything from her, from something as small as a pen to something as large as this room.

If Amelia showed even the slightest reluctance, Beatrice would immediately redden her eyes and cry in grievance, saying Amelia had stolen more than ten years of her life and that this was only a rightful return. no more than giving back what belonged to its true owner.

And every member of the Harlows would stand on Beatrice’s side without hesitation, accusing Amelia of being petty and ungenerous.

That was how she had been driven into this smallest room. But that was only the beginning of the nightmare.

Beatrice’s jealousy and hatred never stopped. She couldn’t stand Amelia having even a single thing better than her.

She would sneak into this tiny room and take scissors to all of Amelia’s nice clothes, cutting them to pieces. She would smash and tear apart every certificate and trophy Amelia had earned since childhood, then throw the wreckage in front of her like trophies from a victorious battle. And even that was still not enough.

In the end, on a night of pounding rain, Beatrice staged a fight. She slapped herself hard across the face and accused Amelia of hitting her.

No one listened to Amelia’s explanation. Or rather, no one cared about the truth. All they saw were the red mark on Beatrice’s face and her tears.

So Amelia was thrown out of the Harlows like trash. That rainy night, she had nowhere to go. She cried until she collapsed on the freezing street, and in the end it was Nora who found her by chance and took her home.

And later? Later, because the Harlows needed to honor the engagement with the Rowes, they shamelessly brought her back from Nora.

But when Amelia returned to this room, every trace of her belongings had already been cleared aw GOD

Among the missing things was the gold locket engraved with a stag, the one she had worn since childhood.

Amelia drew a deep breath and forced the surging emotions back down. She hadn’t come back here to drown in old sorrow. She tried to recall where the ring might have last been.

Back then, she had been driven out too suddenly to pack much of anything. She remembered placing the ring in a small jewelry box and keeping it in the desk drawer.

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Carefully stepping around the park on the floor, she made her way to the batered deck. She pulled oper the drawer. It was gay, coated in thick du

Unwilling to give up, the started searching through the piles of junk stacked all over the room

Just then, Beatrice’s mocking voice came from behind her, sharp with undisguised ce

“Well, if it isn’t the Harlows great director. What is it now? So short on money you’ve come back to dig through the trash?

Amelia paused, but did not turn around. Her mood was strangely calm. She had no interest in wasting words on Beatrice.

But the gold locket was nowhere to be found.

A thought suddenly crowed her mind.

What if… Beatrice had taken it?

Amelia slowly straightened and looked at her with cool eyes. Without circling the issue, she asked, “Have you seen a gold locket of mine? It was engraved with a stag

At that, a flash of guilt passed through Beatrice’s eyes, quick as a spark, but it was soon swallowed by something even darker.

Tilting her head as if thinking, she deliberately dragged out her words. “A gold locket? Hm…. let me think….

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cruel

a little gasp of realization. “Oh, right. I think there was something like that.” A

er face. “But I smashed it and threw it away ages ago.”

ly, clearly hoping to see pai

closer, her eyes gleaming lik

heart sink heavily. But her fac

aportant,” she said evenly. “But it bu still threw me out. Even that w

oment the past was mentioned, Be ly hatred underneath.

Course not!” she shrieked. “Amelia re than ten years. You were the o ine. The Harlows‘ daughter, the

ger crack across her face.

and asked in a low voice, “What? Was it

1. m. She wouldn’t let Beatrice see any weakness.

ed in this house for more than ten years, and in satisfy your anger?”

casted. Not even her careful makeup could conceal

e enough? I’m the one who suffered outside for place and enjoyed everything that should have been the privileged life… all of that should have been mine!”

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