When the Mafia Boss Forgot Me

Chapter 2

2,453 words

Most of the time, Shaun Hale was domineering around me.

Like every other powerful person who took what they wanted, he wished he could tie me to his belt and control my every move.

But he also knew our marriage was obtained through his despicable methods.

His possessiveness didn't decrease after marriage.

One day while I was sleeping, he secretly planted tracking devices in my phone and jewelry.

If he discovered I'd been out for more than a day, within an hour he'd appear and drag me home.

After figuring out this pattern, I simply started using him as my personal driver.

When I got tired of wandering around outside, I'd just find somewhere to sleep.

Sure enough, when I woke up I'd be wearing pajamas in the big bed at home.

Of course, the price was that each time he'd punish me with sex.

This time I miscalculated.

I'd only wanted to take a day trip to the island he gave me, but after three days I still hadn't gotten a single call from him.

I sat by the sea, feeling the breeze, checking if the tracking device in my phone was broken.

I even started wondering if a satellite had fallen from the sky. Never did I imagine something had happened to Shaun Hale.

How wonderful—now he'd lost his memory and forgotten me completely.

Others told him he was married.

He just waved his hand dismissively: "Let's divorce then. I don't remember that woman anyway."

Fate's casual brushstrokes turned disaster into blessing for everyone.

Shaun Hale returned to being that cold, woman-avoiding mafia boss he once was.

Shaun's mother could finally find him a wealthy heiress according to her wishes.

And I—I was free.

Plus I got eighty million dollars.

Before I left, Shaun's mother warned me never to appear before her son again.

"Shaun's previous obsession with you was just a psychological disorder. Now that he's nearly cured, don't delude yourself into thinking he'll still think of you like before."

I'd heard about Shaun Hale's psychological disorder—paranoia caused by childhood trauma.

Perhaps that explained his fixation on me.

Three years of marriage felt like a dream.

When I woke up, the estate, the yacht, the diamonds, the dark room... all gone.

All I had left was the light-as-air eighty million dollars in my hand.

Shaun's mother told me to get as far away as possible, and I kept my word. I measured out the city farthest from Shaun Hale on a map, booked the nearest flight, and flew away without looking back.

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