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My partner, Henry Scott, experienced a mishap that resulted in amnesia. Strangely, he became unexpectedly affectionate.
The same man who once hesitated to purchase expensive items for me now lavished me with them. He vowed to bring me the celestial bodies.
He even went as far as to order various intimate accessories online.
However, just as I timidly attempted to explore these new "presents," he abruptly took them away.
In an instant, the formerly innocent, puppy-like boyfriend transformed into a predator in disguise, forcefully restraining me.
Caught up in the moment, he whispered in my ear, "Hmm, Sienna, your skin feels softer than before."
His words jolted me back to reality.
Sienna was the name of the college student he supported financially—who was also his secret lover.

Twisted Love, A Mistaken Identity Affair

"Miss Anderson, now that you've reclaimed your position as the Anderson family's heir, and I have nothing remaining, I implore you to allow Henry to stay with me. He's all that's left for me..."


Despite Sienna's seemingly remorseful and sorrowful tone, her eyes remained dry.


As I listened to her plea, my face contorted in incredulity. What sort of convoluted logic was this? She was attempting to place me on a moral high ground, expecting me to relinquish everything simply because she felt sorry for herself?


I let out a derisive laugh. "Why should I yield to your request? Your struggles are your own concern, just as my status and influence are mine. Your pitiable state doesn't obligate me to make concessions."


In reality, I had long since lost any interest in Henry and wasn't trying to compete with her for his affections.


However, upon hearing my response, Sienna slowly raised her head. Her expression had transformed into one of icy malevolence.


Chapter 11