Chapter 277

Hotel. Madeleine squatted in the bathroom, letting the shower water rinse over her. Hugging her back tightly, Madeleine's nails left red marks on her fair skin. In fact... knowing that the man from that night six years ago was Beckett, her long-suspended heart finally let out a sigh of relief, at least... she didn't have to bear this guilt. She no longer felt that she had been unfair to Beckett, having slept with someone else. However, the knot in her heart these six years has tortured her every second. She wanted to kick those memories out of her brain. She had even tried MECT treatment (Electroconvulsive Therapy, which can cause memory loss), but to no avail. She became more and more numb, the things she should forget became clearer, and the things she shouldn't forget gradually became blurred. "Madeleine, you're impressive, a poor girl who has lived the life of a rich girl for twenty-one years, life must've been splendid, huh!" "How does it feel to be in prison? Uncomfortable, right