“The Remains of Summer) Chapter 2
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Back in the car, Amelia’s phone buzzed with a text from Anna, her best
friend. It was a screenshot of a chat.
The photo showed Chloe, dressed in a black lace bunny outfit, sprawled on
the floor, looking seductively at the camera.
[If Master can get here in twenty minutes, Bunny will let Master do
anything.]
Below, Ethan’s dark profile picture replied simply, [Be there.]
Amelia turned off her phone, squeezing her eyes shut, trying to block out
the stinging pain.
still
She’d thought seeing so many photos would numb her, but the agony was
raw, visceral.
Finally, she forced herself to turn off her phone and close her eyes.
That night, Amelia cried herself to sleep. Her phone vibrated hourly until
morning. When she woke up, she saw Chloe had texted her
every hour–photos
of used condoms.
[He had me all night, tried every position. I can barely walk. Does he ever do
that to you?]
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over.
Amelia stared at the photos and the cruel message, rereading them over and
When Ethan returned, he found Amelia curled up in bed, eyes red and
swollen, her knuckles white around her phone.
His heart leaped into his throat. He rushed to her side, his voice
tight.“Amelia, why are you crying?”
Was she crying?
Amelia blinked, touching her face, realizing her cheeks were wet with tears.
After a moment, she managed a weak smile, her eyes still filled with sadness.”
Nothing. Just saw some… touching photos.”
Ethan stroked her cheek.“What photos could make you cry like this, baby?
You’re going to break my heart.”
Before Amelia could answer, the housekeeper knocked.“Sir, the car is ready.”
Ethan nodded, then kissed Amelia’s forehead. “I’m sorry about leaving you at
the boutique yesterday. To make it up to you, I’m taking you to an auction.
Anything you want, it’s yours.”
Amelia didn’t reply, but he took her silence as agreement. He scooped her up,
personally picking out her outfit, jewelry, and shoes.
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At the auction, Ethan spent lavishly, winning every item in the first half,
trying to cheer Amelia up, even though she showed little interest.
During intermission, a group of men approached. Ethan’s friends.
“Wonder who was dropping all that cash. Had to be Ethan!”
“I was hoping to snag something for my grandma’s birthday. No chance now.”
“Mr.’Spoil–My–Wife‘ himself. Come on, Ethan, throw us a bone in the
second half!”
They joked, but Ethan barely glanced at them, focused on peeling an orange
for Amelia. “No bones to throw. Everything tonight belongs to my Amelia.”
His friends groaned dramatically, clutching their chests in mock despair.
Ethan smirked, offering the peeled orange to Amelia.
Amelia shook her head listlessly.“I’m not hungry. You eat it.”
The second half began. Suddenly, the doors swung open, and a server
ushered in a woman in a short red dress.
Amelia felt Ethan stiffen beside her.
She looked up. It was Chloe.
