Chapter 14 Chapter 14 设备 288 iVouchers Sean tore through the door only to be blocked by bodyguards. His gaze pierced the distance toward Jessica, voice rasping with blood as he roared: "Let me through! I need to find my wife!" Alexander's icy reminder cut through: "Mr. Mitchell, your darlingis right here." "No, she's not!" Watching Jessica vanish down the corridor, Sean's heart wrenched. A desolation colder than grave soil crawled up his spine. Still he fought, screaming her name until his throat shredded-each cry a blade tearing through flesh. But Jessica entered the room without glancing back. His strength evaporated. Sean collapsed, reopened wounds bleeding through his shirt. Alexander's voice dripped frost: "You know the truth now, Sean. Remember who erased Jessica' Social Security Number and ID card to marry an impostor." "Who are you putting on this lovesick act for? She despises cheaters above all else. Your betrayal alone brought her back." Each word flayed him alive. Memory surfaced: their wedding day. Jessica's solemn eyes locking onto his. "You're my greatest love, Sean." "My father swore eternal devotion to my mother. Five years later? Constant affairs. Drove her to suicide." "If you ever betray me, I won't beg. Won't wait for regret. There'll be no forgiveness." That day, Sean found his mirror. He vowed: "Without you, Jessica, my father's bastard would've killed me." "World's full of oath-breakers. Never me." "My loyalty is yours forever." Now those vows slapped him. He'd become the very monster they loathed. Sean's weeping dissolved into broken laughter, tears streaming unchecked. Eventually he staggered away like a walking corpse. 0.0 % 08:10 Chapter 14 288 iVouchers Emma refused to believe Jessica was the true high-society princess, clinging to Tiffany's false claim. Until Peter's roar shook the hall: "Mother, face reality!" The old woman beat her mattress, wailing: "What becomes of The Mitchell Group? That snake Tiffany deceived us! Let her rot!" Sean didn't return home. At the private hospital, he gathered Jessica's belongings-two bloodstained gowns among scant toiletries. The rust-brown splotches screamed from the fabric. He'd never noticed. If he'd seen Jessica's pain sooner... If he'd questioned her fading light... But life grants no second chances. His knuckles whitened as Sean clutched the hospital gown, unleashing anguished, animalistic sobs. Passing nurses sneered at his display, their expressions dripping with contempt. "She's gone. Who's this performance for?" "Ms. Jones falling for trash like him? What rotten luck." "Fooled myself thinking he adored her-even sang his praises to her face. Damn my blindness!" "That cheating sleazebag doesn't deserve to speak of love!" "He never loved Ms. Jones-just easy conquests!" "Ruined her life, yet plays the grieving widower? Disgusting!" "" No-he loved Jessica! Sean's throat seized, silencing his defense. He shot them a venomous glare before fleeing the hospital with Jessica's belongings, clutching them like stolen tro- phies. He returned home. Their home. 39.3 % 08:10 Chapter 14 Bursting into the bedroom, he tore through her wardrobe. 288 Vouchers Emotions erupted-Sean dove into her clothes, greedily inhaling her fading scent while thumbing through her photo album. Tears welled up. Life without Jessica suffocated him, plunging him back into darkness. Sean schemed sleeplessly, plotting ways to reach her. At dawn, he sprang into action: Posing as Moore family security; Tagging along with Moore business associates; Staking out her treatment center... Jessica remained beyond his grasp. Meanwhile, every trace of Sean and Jessica vanished online. Trending topics exploded: #Imposter High Society Princess #Runaway Heiress Identity Stolen By Maid's Daughter #Sean Voids Darling's SSN and License For Fake Princess #High Society Princess To Acquire Mitchell Group The world now knew Jessica's true identity-and Sean's "devotion" was exposed as fraud. Within minutes, the Mitchell family faced relentless cyberbullying. Sean's assistant called as he scrolled through the vitriol: "Mr. Mitchell, The Moore family proposes acquisition." A glimmer of hope ignited. Suppressing excitement, Sean demanded: "I agree-but Jessica negotiates with me personally!" 72.1 % 08:11 Discover our latest featured short drama reel. Watch now and enjoy the story!