After my family abandoned me—I sold my emotions for 800,000 Chapter 03
The girl stared at me in confusion, cursed me as a lunatic, then turned and climbed into her car.
The man in the baseball cap held my gaze.
“Have you made up your mind?” he asked.
“Losing normal emotions means losing the ability to love and be loved, losing your family and the person you care for…”
“I’ve made up my mind.” I cut him off sharply.
The man in the baseball cap said nothing more, “Good. Give me your bank card number.”
I did as he asked.
“Give me one more personal item of yours.”
I glanced over my person, and finally pulled a hair tie off my wrist.
“Is this okay?”
“That works. Pleasure doing business with you.”
The man in the baseball cap took the hair tie, turned and left, disappearing from my sight in an instant.
I stood rooted to the spot, scanning my body for any odd changes. Nothing felt out of the ordinary.
Just when I thought this was nothing but a prank, my phone pinged.
[Your account has received a deposit of 800,000.00 dollars.]
I stared at the screen. For several minutes, I felt like I was trapped in a dream.
But the incoming call that rang right after pulled me back to reality—this was no dream.
“Hazel, what have you been up to? Why is there an 800,000 dollar deposit in your account?”
The call was from Graham Ashworth, my fiancé.
He used to be the person I trusted and loved most in this world, so I had even linked my bank card to his.
“Yvonne said she saw you get into an older man’s car earlier… I didn’t believe her.
“But if you’re innocent, where did this 800,000 dollars come from? Who would transfer that much money to you all at once?
“Get over to the office immediately and explain to me where this 800 grand came from.”
“I can’t make it.” I cut Graham off crisply, “I’m heading to the hospital right now to pay for and schedule my surgery.”
The line went silent for two seconds, then his voice rose, thick with even greater rage:
“When will you stop this nonsense? Yvonne already told me you used to fake illnesses to skip class back in our school days, and now you’re taking it even further, aren’t you?
“Hazel, if you keep acting like this, we’re calling off our engagement.”
