Ran Away Pregnant Came Back Alpha Heiress (Amelia and Damien) novel Chapter 343

Chapter 343

Amelia’s POV

Seeing this man, the attacker from my dream, his photo now prominently displayed on my screen, pain burst in my mind. I grabbed my head with both hands, leaning over, as images flashed before my closed eyes.

The dream I’d had last night was part of it, but not all. Everything came back to me in a rush, like a broken dam, with the flood waters crashing down.

I remembered who I was.

Amelia.

Not just that, I remembered everything.

From my life in the human realm, to meeting Damien and falling in love, to experiencing the pain of his betrayal, to running, to meeting Jake, to finding a family only for Sienna to plot against me. I kept forgiving her. I always wanted a sister.

Pain after pain. Damien chasing me, not understanding why he hurt me.

Then the Alpha Ball. Fleeing, running, terror. I could have been killed. I should have been killed, if Serena had not appeared at the last moment and saved me.

I should have died in the woods, I should have –

But I was also Annette, part of Jake’s family from the beginning. I had done something wrong to have earned their mistrust and their constant protection…

No…

They were overly protective because I was Amelia.

Everything was a lie. But at the same time, it was also true.

Realities clashed. It was all too much. I cried out for help, but I didn’t know how anyone could help me now. I was broken and I couldn’t be fixed.

I lasted only a few minutes more, then I collapsed in a heap, my thoughts finally going dark, the pain finally ceasing, as I passed out.

Damien’s POV

I sat in my office, still annoyed at Claire. I needed to say something to her, to set a new boundary to keep her from ever showing up at my house again. The visit not only upset my daughters but also Annette.

Claire had clearly chosen her words carefully, to try to probe the strongest reaction from Annette. Those words had worked, causing Annette pain as she tried to recall memories. How frustrating it must have been to her, to know there was something locked in her mind but unable to access it.

I doubted I could say anything to Claire and get her to listen to me, but her guard and her servants were all still my subjects first. If I ordered them to not allow her near my house, they would have to obey me, or at least, they wouldn’t be able to assist her.

If she still decided to come on her own, I wouldn’t be able to stop that. How frustrating.

The whole matter was annoying me more than usual. I knew because I had a pang in my chest, something sudden,

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that happened around mid-morning and stayed with me for a while.

About ten minutes into the uncomfortable feeling, my phone started to ring. When I saw on the caller ID that it was my own home calling, I picked it up at once, expecting Annette. Did she need something?

“Alpha,” said my housekeeper, her voice near hysterical with fear. “Sir, it’s terrible!”

“What is it?” I asked, my throat going tight. “Did something happen?”

“Annette, Sir. She screamed and collapsed. I don’t know what happened! We called an ambulance, but they aren’t here yet. Oh, Alpha. What do we do?”

I wanted to panic, but my Alpha mode kicked on instead. Panic could come later. Right now, I had to make sure that all the wheels were in motion to help Annette.

They called an ambulance. That was good. The ambulance was likely on the way.

“Do whatever the emergency healers tell you,” I said. “I’m leaving now. I’ll be there soon.”

“Yes, Alpha.”

We hung up and I started running.

In my car, I ignored the speed limits entirely to get to my house. I arrived just as the ambulance was leaving. Alarm blaring, it was headed in the opposite direction.

I made an illegal u-turn, my tires screeching on the pavement, and followed the ambulance all the way back to the hospital.

There, I parked and rushed into the emergency room. I arrived just in time to see Annette being wheeled into the back. The nurses stopped me from following.

“You have to let the healers work, Sir,” one of the older ones said.

I knew they were right, even though I felt like I was falling apart. Not knowing what else to do, wanting to give the healers time and space to work, I went to the waiting room and I started pacing.

The laps gave me something to do while I thought, my mind going over events again and again.

Annette had a serious headache last night. Perhaps I should have taken her to the doctor then. But she’d had those headaches in the past. Jeffery had said those were unfortunate but normal. All part of trying to remember her past.

What could have happened today that could have triggered this?

Just as I thought that, I already knew the answer.

Sienna’s trial was starting today. Had Annette tuned in? Had she remembered something? Was it all too much to bear?

I didn’t know, and I hated that she was suffering. If I had thought this would happen, I would have ripped every television off the walls of the house and destroyed them to keep her safe.

I continued pacing. After a few more laps, I realized that I was putting off one challenging thing that I had yet to do.

I needed to call Jake and tell him what happened.

His family was going to be devastated, and I was certain to take the blame.

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Maybe the blame was mine to take.

Even so, Annette’s family had a right to know. I paused in my pacing and stood outside, not wanting to bother anyone else in the waiting room. There, I grabbed my phone, unlocked it, and called Jake’s number.

He didn’t answer right away, but still picked up just before voicemail.

“This had better be important,” Jake grumbled.

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