You Are Mine (English)

Chapter 206: Chapter 206: How Did I Lose My Memory?

"Wife?" Donald sneered with an undisguised look of disgust in his eyes, "If you hadn’t robbed me of my memory, I would have married Eddie! You have the nerve to say that you’re my wife, and you deserve it? Joanna, I want a divorce!"

Joanna looked him straight in the eye, showing no fear on her face, "Donald, don’t you even think about it. Even if you get your memory back, you can’t leave me! Do you think you can really become the heir of Hawk Real Estate Co., Ltd.? Without my help and the help of my family, the Bella Family! I will never divorce you. I will never let you love that bitch. I will not let you go, NEVER!"

Since he did not love her, then they would spend the rest of their lives torturing each other, she would never let him go! After hearing Joanna’s words, Donald was saddened to find out that Joanna said she was telling him the truth. Without the help of the Bella Family, he could not be in control of Hawk Real Estate Co., Ltd.

Without their help, he would be penniless. Joanna’s words only angered him. He felt as though he was going mad and picked Joanna up and threw her on the floor. Her tiny little body was like a Rag Doll. Without using any force, she was thrown to the side. Her forehead was knocked against the foot of the table, and now there was a significant wound on her head.

She felt a sharp pain, and her cheeks flushed hot with blood. She was trembling, she reached out her hand and saw that her hands were full of blood. She didn’t know what to do but scream, "I’m bleeding! Donald! Call the ambulance!"

He just stood there, looking at her and staring at her with his cold and angry eyes. This wasn’t the man that she had known, and he was so violent. After all this time, she was finally afraid of him. She crawled on the floor to the couch and tried to reach for the phone, but he grabbed it from her hands.

She almost got it, but he was always two steps ahead of her. He took two steps forward and picked up the phone and threw it against the wall. The phone instantly fell apart.

He was trying to prevent her from escaping, and Joanna stared at him in utter disbelief as she felt this to be her last hope. She paused for no longer than a few seconds, then she raised her head and looked at Donald. Her insides were shaking, no longer settled by his gentle magic.

Blood was flowing from her head; she struggled, but could not rise. Donald stared at her with a perplexed expression and finally shook his head. Her heart attempted a painful escape through her throat. His beautiful eyes no longer sparkled, and she was surprised to find she felt the absence of his warmth and liveliness.

"Donald...What are you doing? How did this happen? You are like an evil spirit that crawled up from hell. Donald...Save me...Please?"

Her face crimson, she sputtered while hunting for the words. Joanna’s lips shivered and struggled with all her strength. The blood kept dripping from her head, and she could no longer feel any pain. Suddenly everything grew dim before her eyes, and she went in and out of consciousness.

Donald approached her, and his body formed a shadow covering her body. Joanna’s heart quivered, and she subconsciously tried to retreat.

"Joanna, such a good girl. Tell me, how did I lose my memory?"

Joanna opened her mouth, and she was too weak to fight him and too weak to talk. She drew a deep breath, trying to gather the strength to speak. She slowly turned her head to avoid Donald’s eyes.

Her movements thoroughly angered Donald. He suddenly leaned down, grabbed Joanna by the neck, and raised her slightly, forcing her to look at him.

"I will ask you one more time! How did I lose my memory?"

Joanna gasped and swallowed hard, "I won’t tell you...You’ve gone mad. Let me go, My family will find out, and they will not spare you." freeweɓnovēl.coɱ

She couldn’t tell him the truth if he found out, he would kill her for sure! Donald’s lips twitched, he lifted his brow, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Then he tightened his grip around her throat.

"Joanna, why are you shaking? Are you not afraid of me? Are you?"

Joanna was terrified that she was going to die as he squeezed her neck tighter, "You...are Satan from hell!"

Donald suddenly leaned closer to Joanna’s ear and whispered, "You had Australia’s best hypnosis team for a whole month. Tell me, what did you do?"

How could he have known that? She couldn’t believe what he just said,, and she stared with her mouth open in horror.

"My dear wife, you were so stupid to leave your receipts lying in the drawer. How could you not think that I would not look at them?"

"You..." Joanna tried to speak, but she could only mumble sounds that were incomprehensible. Donald’s hands slowly tightened, there was less air in her lungs, and her brain was starved of oxygen. Her consciousness was slipping, and her eyes were getting heavier.

The last thought that flashed through her mind was regret. Maybe she should not have provoked Donala from the very beginning. The Donald, who was by Eddie’s side, was the man she loved.

He picked Joanna up and started to drag her across the floor. She tried to struggle but was so cold and weak that she did not have the strength. Her hands were uselessly tearing Donald’s clothes, leaving bloody fingerprints on his shirt.

Joanna stared blankly at Donald. He did not avoid her eyes, but calmly looked back at her and said, "Without her, I am already in hell. Please wait for me because I will see you there." As if he were tired and a flash of anger crossed his face. He tightened his grip even harder. ƒгeewebnovёl.com

All of a sudden, there was a crash from the gate, "Donald! Donald! Open the door!"

He ignored her and didn’t budge. As his hands continued to tighten, Joanna’s signs of life were slipping away. She inhaled sharply, savoring her last breath as her lungs filled with one final gulp of air.

The door was suddenly opened, and it hit the wall with a loud sound. A key fell to the floor, and a figure rushed in and pushed Donald to the floor.