His Personal Fucktoy? This Doll Just Snatched His Strings... And His World Is Unraveling novel Chapter 61

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His little treasure had woken up in his arms this morning. She had said she was going shopping for him.

How could it be that by evening, she had turned into ashes?

Inside the box were also two pieces of paper.

Sean shakily picked them up, his heart racing in fear.

One was a photocopy of the “death certificate,” stating that Gloria died of a heart attack,

and rescue efforts had been unsuccessful.

The other was the cremation approval form from the funeral home, complete with

signatures, along with a copy of Gloria’s ID card.

Every single character on these documents silently conveyed one undeniable truth to Sean-

His wife, Gloria, was dead!

It felt as though lightning had struck him. He stood frozen in place, unable to move.

The thunderstorm raged in the summer night.

Sean, in a frenzy, dropped the urn from his hands and rushed out of the house.

He couldn’t believe what was happening before his eyes.

This couldn’t be true!

Gloria must be playing a joke on him. She was so delicate and needed his pampering. She must have hurt her foot and was hiding somewhere in a mall, playing a game of hide–and–seek with him!

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The torrential rain soon soaked him through.

He didn’t care, he just wanted to find Gloria as soon as possible and bring his treasure back

home!

But no matter how hard he searched, every person he asked replied with “haven’t seen her”

and “don’t know.”

All of the people he sent out failed to find any trace of Gloria.

Useless!

Sean roared.

He ran through countless red lights, went to every mall he had been to with Gloria, and checked all the residences in the city center, but he couldn’t find the woman he loved most!

Maybe she had already gone home?

Clinging to his last bit of hope, Sean floored the gas pedal and drove back to the villa halfway up the mountain.

But still, there was no sign of Gloria in the villa, only a group of housekeepers and servants

kneeling on the ground, crying uncontrollably.

They already knew what was inside the urn.

Sean’s rage surged. He grabbed a chair with his bare hands and smashed it violently in the living room!

“What are you crying for? Are you mourning? My wife isn’t dead! She can’t be dead! She’s just playing a prank!”

Usually gentle and refined, Sean treated his servants with impeccable gentlemanly

manners.

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But they had never seen him like this, so they all backed away in fear, afraid of being hurt.

That night, Sean destroyed everything in the villa, his rage ferocious like a lion that had lost

its mind.

It felt like his heart had been ripped out and shredded into pieces.

By the time he had exhausted himself from the destruction, he collapsed, holding the urn

and crying uncontrollably, nearly fainting.

The housekeeper quickly contacted the private doctor.

The doctor injected Sean with a sedative, and only then did he manage to fall into a light sleep around six in the morning.

Sean had a dream.

He dreamed of himself at the age of twenty–two, standing straight in front of Gloria, saying for the eight hundredth time, “Gloria, be with me, please? I swear I’ll love you forever, never change my heart.”

He also dreamed of the day he finally married Gloria. He couldn’t help but cry,

overwhelmed with emotion.

The girl he had loved for so many years was finally his.

That was the happiest thing in the world!

Even in his dream, that feeling was so vivid and clear.

But then, in the dream, Gloria said to him, “Sean, you betrayed me, and I will never forgive you.”

Sean woke up in agony, his heart twisted in pain.

He had lost all strength from his frantic searching the night before and lay in bed like a

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living corpse.

His assistant walked in with a stack of documents and gently called, “Mr. Hall.”

Sean, his eyes vacant, stared blankly at the sky outside the window.

The assistant said, “Mr. Hall, I’ve found that Madam has transferred all the liquid funds to

an overseas anonymous account. She also signed a donation agreement for all fixed assets.

The headquarters of Hall Group will be repossessed by the credit institutions starting

today…”

Sean didn’t care about any of these material things.

The only thing that mattered to him was Gloria.

The assistant continued, “There are two groups of people at the door. One says that Madam

donated a luxury goods museum‘ to them, and the other says they are from a women’s

foundation, acting on Madam’s behalf to take away all her jewelry and valuables.”

Sean muttered, “What about me?”

The assistant was taken aback and asked, “What?”

Sean said, “What about me? Who did she leave me with… Did she leave anything for me?”

The assistant fell silent for a long time, before finally replying, “No.”

Sean let out a cold laugh. He laughed and laughed, until tears began to fall.

What was there left to be unclear about?

Gloria hadn’t died.

This was all part of her plan.

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She had faked her death to legally transfer all her assets under her name, then disappeared from his world, never to be found again.

She had set up this trap two weeks ago, preparing the shocking “urn gift” just to wait for this day to arrive.

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