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Carice’s story 1
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After three years of marriage, Carice had attempted suicide 108 times.
When she woke up again, she found herself lying in a hospital bed, her mind complete blank.
A middle–aged couple was sitting by the bed. Seeing Carice open her eyes, they immediately frowned and said:“How long are you going to keep causing trouble?”
“Originally Rufus was in love with Annalise. If he hadn’t gotten drunk and slept with you, why would he have married you?” The middle–aged woman’s face was full of impatience.
“He doesn’t love you, so he’s unwilling to return to home. As for you, you repeatedly threaten him with suicide. All these years, look at yourself
has he ever come to see you even once?”
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“If you weren’t our own daughter, we really wouldn’t bother with you.” that middle–aged man also sighed. “In what way could you possibly compare to Annalise?”
Carice stared at them blankly.
She had lost all her memories and didn’t even know who she was.
She could only piece together a tragic life from the scolding of those who claimed to be her parents..
She was originally the eldest daughter of the Thwaites family, but she got lost and was abducted when she was a kid.
By the time she was finally found, her parents had already adopted a girl named Annalise.
Her parents, who should have cherished her, became solely focused on their adopted daughter. The position that should have belonged to her was completely taken by someone else.
Later, she fell in love with Rufus, the CEO of e Sackhoff Group, but his heart was also set on Annalise.
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Until that banquet, when Rufus, drunk, entered the wrong room and having sex with her.
After a night of chaos, Rufus had no choice b
to
marry
her,
yet
he left her with nothing but cold indifference and disgust.
Her parents didn’t love her, and neither did her husband. Tormented beyond endurance yet powerless to change anything, she could only resort to repeated suicide attempts to seek attention.
“Enough, we need to go back and cook for Annalise,” Mr. and Mrs. Thwaites stood up.“You stay here and think about what you’ve done!.”
The moment the hospital room door closed; Carice felt a sharp pain pierce her chest.
Though she had no memory, the despair of being abandoned by the entire world felt unbearably real.
She couldn’t understand–how could anyone love an adopted daughter more than their own flesh and blood? And that man named Rufus…
He was the one who entered the wrong room, the one who mistook her for someone else.
If he married her, why couldn’t he treat her well? Why did he have to push her to the brink with his coldness?
She dared not dwell on it. Just hearing these unfamiliar fragments of her past made her heart ache as if being sliced by a blunt knife.
What must her former self have endured? The daily despair of being unloved by her parents and ignored by her husband? Carice slowly pushed herself up, completed the discharge procedures alone,
but standing at the hospital entrance, she had no idea where
- go.
She couldn’t remember where her parents‘ house was, nor Rufus’s home.
Even more tragic–neither household welcomed her.
Suddenly, commotion erupted at the hospital entrance.
Carice looked up to see a tall, slender man striding toward her, cradling a delicate figure in his arms.
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