Semua Bab Dumped By My EX, I Picked Up A Tycoon: Bab 121 - Bab 130

Isabella’s POVFor the past days that passed, I felt like I’m walking on the edge of a blade. The fear of that nightmare happening again was too much, and it’s consuming me.It’s been a week, and I haven’t been able to forget that night. That stormy, cold night. It haunted me in my sleeping and waking hours. Every second felt like a torture.I wanted to forget it. I was trying so hard. I don’t want Matteo, Noah, or anyone I care about to worry about me.Damon hasn’t been found, and it was what fueled my fear. His body wasn’t found in the lake. His two accomplices vanished. The police have identified them, but they couldn’t find any clue about their whereabouts.There’s a big possibility that he’s somewhere, alive and plotting revenge. A revenge that I don’t deserve because it was him who hurt and harmed me.“Are you okay?” Matteo, who suddenly appeared at my office’s door, asked.He has been supporting me for a week. He doesn’t want to leave my side even if I assured him that I’ll be

Isabella’s POVMy heartbeat was louder than my cries now that we reached the hospital. Matteo’s coat that I’m wearing was covered in blood, the sight of it was even more terrifying because it was Matteo’s blood.Never did I imagine I’d touch this warm, slick liquid straight from the man I love. It was a nightmare made flesh, holding his body as it bled out in my arms, watching his eyes close, begging for a response that never came.Terrifying.I don’t know if I can still sleep without having a nightmare because even when I close my eyes, I could see it. I could see him covered in blood. I could see him almost dead.Faint footsteps around me didn’t matter. All I could think about was what happened and Matteo’s safety.“Miss, you should change your clothes.”I lifted my face. My swollen eyes found James standing in front of me, holding a paper bag and a sealed bottled water.My lips trembled. “Where is Noah? Did he find out what happened?”He shook his head. “He was fast asleep when it

Isabella’s POV“James, call Noah,” I told James as soon as I stepped out of the hospital room. “Tell him his father is awake.”James immediately nodded while I turned to the doctor who followed me. He nodded at me, signaling me to follow him and I did.My heart was racing, aching. But I don’t wanna lose hope. I don’t even want to believe that Matteo couldn’t remember me.The air conditioning inside the doctor’s office was cold, but I felt colder inside,The doctor clasped his hands, resting them on the table as he stared at me.“He’ll be fine, right?” I asked, my voice hoarse. “It’s probably because of the anesthesia or the surgery.”The doctor’s voice was clinical, but I could hear the weight in it. “Miss… it appears he’s experiencing retrograde amnesia. The injury has affected his memory, specifically, the period of time in which you were present in his life.”My heart dropped into a cold, empty place. My hands trembled as tears welled in the corners of my eyes again. “W-What do you

Isabella’s POV“He won’t get away from this, Miss Clarkson,” Attorney Volkov said. “You don’t need to worry about him.”I sat in front of Attorney Volkov’s table, stiff, trying to compose myself even when I’m slowly breaking apart.The peaceful office was the opposite of my chaotic mind and heart.“Justice will be served,” Attorney Volkov spoke again. “Matteo is my friend, so this is personal to me now. I won’t let him walk free after what he did.”I sucked my breath, nodding. I feel weak, exhausted, so down. I’m barely surviving. “Thank you, Attorney.”He stared at me and exhaled sharply. “I visited him last night. James said he doesn’t remember you.”I bit my bottom lip and nodded. “Just me. His head would hurt whenever he sees me.”His jaw ticked. “Maybe his brain was forcing him to remember you, but he’s still weak for now.”I didn’t respond. I don’t think any comforting word could help me feel better. I’ve experienced first hand how Matteo hated my existence. I don’t wanna force

Isabella’s POVWhat happened to Matteo after he saw me again forced me to choose the only option I have in mind to keep him safe and away from pain. Yes, Stella’s words affected me so much that I found myself crying while packing my clothes, putting all the traces of my existence into my luggage, determined to draw the distance voluntarily before I made everything worse for Matteo.I have three large luggage. The two luggage have the clothes and personal belongings Matteo bought for me over the months. I cleared my traces in the master bedroom and even in the guest room where I stayed before.My eyes were swollen as I looked at the bed where I used to sleep with him. I even change the bedsheets, pillowcase, and even the blanket to make sure my scent won’t linger.My heart felt so heavy, but what can I do? I have to sacrifice for now.Anton was outside the master bedroom when I went out, pulling the first luggage.He looked shocked. “Miss.”“Anton, can you help me with my luggage?”He