Love Buried Forever1

I had the last big fight with Vincent Kingsley.

He left in anger.

I was killed by a gangster who broke into my home, along with my baby who was less than three months old in my belly.

Vincent took his female secretary, who he sponsored, to different places. And they were inseparable.

It was half a month later before he thought of me again.

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Vincent and I stood in the mess. I was like a wild beast out of control, hysterical and determined to fight to the death.

He slightly frowned. The usual quarrel had changed his mood. He tugged at his tie tiredly, stepped over the mess I left behind, and walked towards the study.

I held him back, with red eyes. "Fire Sharon."

Vincent turned his head and looked at me as if he was looking at a madman who was making troubles for no reason. "Clean this up when you calm down. I'm packing now. And I have to catch a plane to Lorfield."

My hands were shaking. And the crazy desire to destroy and harm myself was uncontrollably overwhelmed my reason.

I knew I was sick again.

But the man who once loved me deeply and said he would protect me forever, was unwilling to even look back at me.