Chapter 2 Don't Play Dumb Here

When he heard what the doctor said, he loosened his grip.

Elva fell on the bed and gasped for air. When she felt a little better, she stared at him and asked in an aggrieved tone, "I don't remember my name. Why are you so angry?"

"Are you telling me to play along with your charade?" William dryly laughed in anger.

"I didn't say that. Don't misunderstand my statements," she retorted, feeling uncomfortable when she heard what he just said.

Who the hell was this man? She should have recognized him. His face seemed so familiar to her, but it was strange that she couldn't remember anything.

She patted her head irritably.

When he saw what she was doing, William frowned at her. "What trick are you trying to play this time?"

Elva felt miserable. She couldn't even remember her identity nor could she recall who the man was in front of her. Her mind was blank and she didn't know anything about her past. Her memory was as clean as a sheet of white paper, making her really upset. How could he blame her for this? It wasn't like she was pretending at all.

"I'm not playing a trick! I really don't remember." She irritably huffed, "It's not only my name that I can't remember. I seem to have forgotten everything."

"Amanda Su!" His voice thundered across the room and he looked at her with a murderous gaze. "Don't think that I will forgive you a hundred times. Everything that is happening now is different from the past. You'd better be smart and stop play tricks with me. I won't go easy on you anymore!"

He stressed the last few words!

The look in his eyes were so horrifying that she was shocked and scared. "I'm not playing tricks on you! Whatever I said is true! Why don't you believe me? Why do you keep misunderstanding what I said?"

"Believe you?" His face darkened. He looked at her and slowly drawled each word. "Are you trustworthy?"

Why didn't she deserve his trust?

Before she could say anything further, he stared at her with a funny look. In a vague voice, he murmured, "I used to believe every word you told me, but you don't deserve my trust anymore!"

"Why?" she asked in a low voice. Why didn't he believe her anymore? What happened that made him lose his trust in her? The obvious hatred in his eyes hurt her inexplicably.

What did she do to make him hate her so much?

"You know it!" he spat in cold anger.

"I don't know anything. I truly know nothing! I've told you that I can't remember anything about me or my past!" She was a little hurt. Why did she feel familiar to him when she woke up? She didn't care if she couldn't remember him. She just wanted to know why he hated her so much.

"Amanda! I already told you to stop playing tricks on me!" He suddenly grabbed her by the neck. His eyes flashed with an obscure and strong murderous will.

She suffocated and her face turned blue as his hands tightened around her neck. She slapped the hands that grabbed her neck and cried out in a muffled sound, "Let go of me! Let go of me..."

The doctor next to him was startled by the scene. He didn't want a murder to happen in the room. He was about to step forward and stop William, but the man gave him a cold glare.

"This is none of your business. Get out!"

The doctor sympathetically looked at the injured girl, but turned around and walked out.

William continued to hold on to her neck, as if he really wanted to strangle her. Looking at the man's emotionless face, she became extremely angry. What on earth had she done wrong? Why did he hate her so much that he wanted to kill her himself?

But why could he decide her life and death?

She cherished her life, even though he didn't.

"Let me go! Let me go!" She beat and kicked him, but his grip around her neck was too strong. Left with no other choice, she angrily lowered her head and strongly bit the back of his hand.

She bit him hard! In pain, William finally let go of her neck. His eyes narrowed and lifted his hand to show her the teeth marks on his skin. "How dare you bite me?"

"Ahem!" She coughed and took a few deep breaths before saying, "I was just trying to save myself."

"Amanda, I already warned you. Everything is different from the way it was before!" There was a faint tone of danger laced in his voice.

Before she could process what he had said, he slapped her. The impact made her fall back on the bed. She felt her face burning and stinging in pain and her nose caught the scent of blood. She looked and found that some had splattered on the white bed sheet.

The burning pain and the striking blood enraged her. Even if he seemed familiar or if they had known each other, she couldn't stand him one bit. How could he slap her like this? She didn't deserve such mistreatment!

"You are crazy. Why can't I fight back if you want to strangle me?" Her face turned red, and she was so angry that she tried to slap him back. However, William dodged her attack with ease and even grasped her hand.

He looked at her red and swollen face, a complicated emotion flashing through his eyes. For a second he looked like he cared, but that was immediately replaced with a hint of cruelty. "You bit me and got beaten. You're the one to blame for this. And my thoughts of killing you is very deserving as well."

She couldn't understand what just he said. She already insisted that she remembered nothing, but he didn't believe her. What else should she do to convince him?

Being hated, abused, and beaten for no reason at all. Even if she was a holy being, not that she was, she would still lose her temper.

"Let me go!" She fended off his hand and stared at him indignantly. He was so handsome, but his behavior was so hateful. "You are a mad man, insane. Tell me, what on earth did I do to you? Why do I deserve to die?"

William looked at her with a gloomy expression. He was about to lose his temper again. However, this woman seemed more furious than he was. "Even if you want me to die, you have to tell me what I have done wrong. There has to be a reason why you are acting like this. Everything you're doing is confusing me."

"Amanda, aren't you tired of acting alone?" He gazed at her coldly to emphasize that he never believed what she had said ever since the beginning.

"I'm telling the truth. I really don't remember anything. I'm not playing dumb, let alone acting. Why don't you trust me?" She was going crazy after repeating herself multiple times. This man had the ability to drive sane people crazy.

It was a tragedy for her to lose all her memories. Why did she have to face this delusional scene when she woke up? If she had known earlier that this would happen, then she wouldn't have woken up.

He didn't respond to her. Instead, he gave her a sullen look that made her hair strands on her arm stand straight. She knew that he must be assuming that she was lying again. Of course, she wasn't lying at all. However, she was not going to submit herself to his threats. She gave him a stubborn glare as a response.

Facing her glare, William frowned. Suddenly, a pleasant tone rang. He took out his phone and looked at it. Without looking at her, he turned around and walked out of the room.

She didn't calm down until the door slammed shut.

What the hell was this all about?

Elva sat on the bed and maintained her original posture. She was still confused. The sun shone in from the window and lit up her face. The light made the cheek that got slapped look redder and swollen than before. It looked awful.

She touched it and felt a burning pain. She was extremely unhappy when she thought of the man's anger and everything that just happened.

Why should she suffer through this? What had she done to make him so resentful? Since the man thought she was playing tricks, she would find out the truth on her own.

She looked at her body and found that she was wearing thin pajamas. The education she received made her want to change into decent dress before leaving the room. However, she found nothing after searching around. In the end, she had no choice but to go out in her pajamas.

She passed through the long corridor and didn't see anyone. However, she didn't know the way out. It took her about half an hour to find the spiral staircase. Looking down from the balcony, she saw on the bottom floor that there were servants cleaning.

She went downstairs without hesitation.

A sweeping servant saw her and looked at her in a stunned expression. The expression on the servant's face was complicated. It seemed like she wanted to turn a blind eye to her. After hesitating for a while, she finally lowered her head and greeted her, "Miss Su."

The servant waved her hand and was about to leave, but Elva grabbed her hand. Her eyes lit up with surprise. "You know me?"

She was still thinking about how she would approach anyone else to ask if they knew her. The servant happened to acknowledge her and even if it wasn't a sincere greeting, she didn't care. She just wanted to know what had happened to her.

The young and beautiful servant took a step back in disgust and pulled her hand out of her grip. She lowered her head slightly to look respectful. Her voice, however, was filled with sarcasm. "Miss Su, you must be joking. Everyone here knows you!"

Elva frowned and was not very happy. Anyone who was hated without a reason would probably be as angry as her. If she had not wanted to know what had happened, she would not have bothered to talk to the servant!

She cleared her throat and asked, "I feel like I slept for a long time. When I woke up, I couldn't remember anything. Since you know me, just tell me, who I am? What's my relationship with the man called William? Why does he hate me?"

Hearing this, the servant, who was lowering her head slightly, immediately looked up at her. Her beautiful eyes were full of jealousy and hatred, and she even forgot to fake politeness. "Amanda, what trick on earth are you playing?"

"Trick? Why is it a trick again!" Elva smiled bitterly, "I'm telling the truth. Why don't you believe me?"

"Do you want me to believe you?" the servant sneered. She then ran to the table in the hall and picked up a fruit knife. When she ran back, she handed it to her. "If you stab yourself, I will believe what you said is true!"

Elva looked at the woman in front of her, who seemed serious about what she just said. She gazed at the glittering and cold fruit knife. She wondered why she had to be unlucky enough to ask this mad woman for an answer.

The servant looked at Elva and didn't feel strange that she didn't take the blade. She raised her eyebrows with resentment. "If the knife had been aimed at anyone except yourself, you would have stabbed them without any hesitation. How can I believe a person like you?"