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I Became Retarded For My Husband, While He Was Loving Others Novel Cover

I Became Retarded For My Husband, While He Was Loving Others

Bella's mental age froze at 3 after saving Ethan from a crash; he married her but later cheated with Sophia . Bella recovered mentally but hid it after seeing Ethan with Sophia. Ethan lied he saw her as "family," while Sophia sabotaged Bella . Bella planned to leave, but Ethan locked her up and even let a fire trap her. Ethan realized Bella's gone, found her letter, and spiraled. He abandoned his wedding to find Bella, only to see her with Sean.
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Chapter 3

"Don't be unreasonable. Don't you want to grow up? Only when you're grown can we truly be together," Hawk Ethan frowned.

His words cut like a knife.

Once, I'd pestered him constantly, saying, "I want to grow up fast so I can be with you." Back then, with the mind of an eight-year-old, I'd thought growing up meant having a complete love. But now that I had grown up, he was with someone else. I'd been the only one fighting for us.

Sophia Blake moved into the villa. The next afternoon, I realized Shawn Bailey was gone. I searched the entire villa, but the servants said Sophia Blake had sent him away.

"Where's Shawn Bailey ? Where did you send him?" I confronted Sophia Blake.

"That mangy dog? He stepped on my shoes-of course I got rid of him. Do you know how much these shoes cost?" she said casually.

"Bring Shawn Bailey back!"

He'd been ours even before the accident, a birthday gift from Hawk Ethan. Shawn Bailey had been with me for so long; he was my anchor.

"Probably with some dog trader by now," Sophia Blake said. Her words ignited my rage. I lunged at her, but lost my balance, and we both tumbled down the stairs.

"Sophia Blake!" Hawk Ethan's voice rang out. He ran straight to her, lifting her to check for injuries. I lay on the floor, my body throbbing.

"Poppy..." He glanced at me, but when he saw Sophia Blake unconscious, his face darkened. "That's going too far! I've always told you not to hurt anyone!"

"I didn't..." I tried to explain.

"Lying! I saw you push her! I've spoiled you too much-now you think you can do whatever you want!"

"She sent Shawn Bailey away first! I didn't push her.it was an accident..."

"Enough! She's allergic to dog hair, I told her to send him to our other villa! And you attacked her over that? What did I teach you?" Hawk Ethan carried Sophia Blake away, his eyes full of disappointment.

I sat on the floor, watching his retreating back. My heart grew colder by the second. If he'd just paid a little attention, he would've noticed I'd changed. But he hadn't. He had no idea how much his words-"Just let him go"-had hurt. If he didn't care about this relationship, then I'd let it go too.

After the family doctor treated my injuries, I packed my things alone in my room.

Looking around at all the memories, I sobbed uncontrollably.

The dolls in the corner, Hawk Ethan had won each one for me at the arcade. The books on the carpet, covered with sketches of him and me, plus my handwriting: "Bella Hawk and Hawk Ethan forever."

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