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She Went Wild, but I'm the One Suffering Novel Cover

She Went Wild, but I'm the One Suffering

When the protagonist uncovers Chloe Bennett’s secret life, she is cursed with a dark magic link that transfers Chloe's physical sensations to her body. This supernatural bond leads to a public scandal and her eventual death from heart failure on her wedding day to Kieran Voss. Now granted a second chance at life through regression, she returns to the day she learned Chloe's secret. To avoid another tragic end and maintain her reputation, she resolves to feign ignorance and survive this dangerous mystery.
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Chapter 2

A flicker of surprise crossed Chloe's face, but she quickly regained her composure. "Sure!"

I fixed my eyes on her, waiting to see what trick she would pull this time.

She walked past me and suddenly gasped in shock. "Oh my God, what's this?"

Everyone's attention was drawn to her. Their gazes followed her pointing finger.

There was a pink colored item lying on the floor.

She immediately pointed toward me. "Ms. Greystone, don't tell me this is why you were moaning!"

After that, she quickly covered her mouth, pretending that she had said too much.

I snapped, "What are you talking about? I saw it fall from under your skirt!"

Everyone exchanged glances and looked at us with curiosity.

Chloe wiped away her imaginary tears. "I was just telling the truth. Why are you trying to frame me?"

All the judgmental stares instantly turned on me.

The commotion drew Kieran's attention. He pushed open the door. "What's going on here?"

Chloe immediately ran to him and played the victim. "Mr. Voss, Ms. Greystone brought something inappropriate to the meeting and even showed it in front of everyone…"

"You framed me!" I retorted.

She gripped his arm and said in a trembling voice, "Mr. Voss, she keeps targeting me just because I'm your childhood friend. You should check our bags to prove my innocence!"

With that, she took her bag and dumped out everything on the floor. There was nothing but lipstick and a few daily necessities.

"Helen, it's your turn now."

I was startled when I saw Chloe's eyes gleam with triumph.

She snatched my bag, but Kieran stepped in and took it from her before she could empty it.

He casually flipped through the contents, and his face darkened. "That's enough. They're just daily items as well. It's time for the meeting now. Have the cleaning staff tidy this up and continue the meeting."

Although Chloe was slightly displeased, she didn't press further in front of him.

Later, Kieran called me to his office and slammed his hand on the desk. "Helen, you're my fiancee. I only covered for you to protect your dignity. But I didn't expect you to be this desperate, even in the office!"

I looked at him in disappointment. "I've told you. I was framed."

"That's enough. Don't take me for a fool. I saw the remote control in your bag!" he roared.

We parted on bad terms. Meanwhile, Chloe couldn't hide her satisfaction.

I still didn't know how she did it, and I didn't dare act rashly.

I couldn't focus on work that afternoon and had been watching Chloe quietly, when I noticed something strange.

It wasn't only when she was with men that I felt her sensations.

My heartbeat increased when she saw the jewelry that she liked.

My mind wandered, and my body went weak when she saw a handsome celebrity.

I would feel the urge to drink some water when she ate spicy food.

I had been dieting for weeks to fit into a smaller wedding dress.

I couldn't help but drool at the sight of people in the livestream devouring meat with such relish.

I glanced at Chloe, but she looked perfectly fine and was completely unaffected.

She took a sip of her hot tea as I scratched my head in confusion. Then, my tongue got burned and blistered.

How did she do it?

She could even transfer sensations to me from a distance.

My body suddenly trembled at midnight. I opened my eyes and found out that Kieran wasn't in bed.

I crept out of the room and pushed open the guest room's door only to see him moving on top of Chloe.

Meanwhile, she shot me a defiant look.

A shiver ran down my spine. It turned out they had been together all along.

I tried to rush over to confront him, but the strange sensation in my body made my legs weak. I collapsed to the ground.

I was back in my own bed when I woke up. Chloe was having breakfast by herself.

I recalled what happened last night and grabbed her wrist.

"Chloe, what the hell have you done to me?"

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