I was kidnapped together with the fake heiress, and my fiancé dragged me overseas for a memory trial just to track her down, even if it meant leaving me crippled—or dead. But the moment he saw my memories, he snapped.
Chapter 1
In front of the memory trial machine.
Countless sharp needles were densely packed before my eyes.
Soon, they would pierce my brain, pass through my nerves, and extract all my memories.
"Chloe Fisher, you never lost your memory, did you?
You must remember what the kidnappers looked like, right?"
Julian gripped my shoulders tightly, his eyes bloodshot.
"You knew to scream for help when that stranger pinned you down!
But why can't you imagine how much Clara hurt when the kidnappers killed her?
Why won't you help us find her murderer…?"
He screamed hoarsely: "I promise you, I'll marry you, and our engagement still stands. Just tell me what the kidnappers looked like!
I just want to give Clara a proper burial..."
My birth parents stood nearby, staring at me with resentment.
They said that ever since I returned to the Summers family, I had brought nothing but bad luck.
They also said I was jealous that Clara had stolen my identity for eighteen years, so I faked amnesi
