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He grabbed Vanessa’s hand and flung a wad of cash in my face.
i seem, this should last you a while”
*Alright, enough pretending Out of old feelings, I won’t press charges. Considering how desperate you se
The sharp corners of the bills nicked my skin, drawing beads of blood. I didn’t react. I simply looked up and locked eyes with Tristan
For a brief moment, something like guilt and panic flickered across his face.
1 crouched to retrieve the ring, a frosty smile tugging at my lips.
Tristan’s panic faded, replaced by sneering disdain.
“Pfit, thought you had some pride…!
But before he could finish, his words stuck in his throat.
Under his stunned gaze, I picked the ring out from the pile of red banknotes.
Tristan’s body went rigid, breath caught halfway. Before I could leave, he stepped in front of me.
“You’re still pretending? One of these bills is worth more than dozens of your cheap rings!”
His face contacted–on closer look, rage simmered beneath the surface.
I ignored his reaction and slapped his hand away.
His arm stiffened madair, and he hit down so hard his teeth clicked.
“Well, looks like you’ve grown some nerve,” he snarled. “Still clinging to your pride, even in poverty, huh? Fine. In three days, It’s my wedding with Vanessa. My brother will be flying back then, and he’s bringing his mysterious wife to the ceremony. If you’ve got the guts–come,
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At the mention of “wedding.” Vanessa’s eyes lit up as s
she added sarcastically.
“Maybe she’s too scared of getting caught and won’t even dare show up.”
I had no intention of getting dragged into their games any further. I turned and walked away with long strides, leaving one final remark behind.
“I’ll be there in three days. I hope you’ll all still be this confident then.”
As soon as 1 stepped out of the club and breathed in the fresh ale, the nausea that had churned in my gut slowly subsided.
I pulled out my phone and replayed the video I had received three years ago.
In the footage, the man held Vanessa in an intimate embrace, a smug, half–lidded grin on his face.
“Elena is such a boce. Sure, I love her, but she doesn’t give me the thrill want.”
“This little game of taking my own death–once I’ve had enough fun, I’ll go back. She’s the type to settle down with With her personality, she might even go all out and die for me. You guys better keep an eye on her.
The day I received the death certificate, I truly considered ending it all.
It was his friends who stopped me again and again, not letting me do anything foolish.
–
Now I see in their sobs were an act, trembling on the edge of laughter.
I put away the phone and looked up at the dumm streetligh
Whether Tristan lived or died–it no longer mattered. In my heart, he ceased to exist three years ago,
Three days later, I arrived at the wedding venue as promised.
The moment Tristan saw me enter, the tension in his expression abruptly melted away
Taverted my gaze, moving toward a seat with measured calm. But just as I was about to sit, someone deliberately tripped me, and I went sprawling into the towering wedding cake, nine tiers tall.
Sugar roses, fondant figurines, and whipped cream came crashing down. My designer gown was immediately drenched in frosting. I looked utterly disheveled.
A glass goblet shattered beside me, and the shards sprayed upward, slicing across my face
The room exploded into chaos. All eyes were glued to me.
Cream blurred my vision. As I struggled to get up, someone shoved me hard again, and I fell once more
Vanessa’s furious voice rang above me
“Elena, what the hell are you trying to do?! We were kind enough to invite you to our wedding. You didn’t even bring a gift–and now you pull this stunt? Jealous much? Just couldn’t stand seeing us happy, but?!”
There were a lot of people at this wedding–many of them came hoping to catch a glimpse of Sebastian and his mysterious wide. Now, they were all scrambling to curry favor with his younger brother.
*Seriously, the nerve of some people. Causing a scene at the wedding of Sebastian Vale’s brother–bet’s see how she talks her way out of this.”
“Hey, look at the ring on that woman’s hand! Doesn’t it look just like the Heart of Eternity ring Sebastian spent a fortune on three years ago?”
“Everyone knows how deeply Sebastian loves his wife. And she dares to show up pretending to be her? She’s got a death wish.”
Tristan heard the comments too. His chest heaved with rage, his eyes blazing like wildfire.
“Elena, you’re a curse! I must’ve been blind to ever fall for you Wearing that fake ring–what, you think my brother’s going to deal with you personally?
With that, he stormed toward me and stomped on my left ring finger, grinding his heel mercilessly.
Pain shot through me like lightning, sharp and unbearable. My heart felt like it was being stabbed by a thousand losives
I tried to resist, but Vanessa ever the manipulator, shouted for the guests–her family’s cronies–to pin me down. In seconds, I was planned in place.
Cream still clung to my vision, and I could barely move.
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Furious, I shouted through clenched teeth:
“Sebastian is my husband!”
Tristan burst into laughter, as if I had just told the world’s funniest joke. His foot twisted cruelly, and the tip of his leather shoe threatened to crush my finger entirely.
“Still trying to fake it? Just wait till my brother gets here. He’s obsessed with my sister–in–law–you’l be dead the moment he sees
1 saw no hope in him. My heart sank
1 struggled with everything I had, but the others held me down tightly.
Mark my words. Every last one
e of them will regret this day.
Tristan ground down again, and a sickening crack tore through the air I felt it before I heard it
Then suddenly–the pressure lifted.
you
Everyone around me sprang
prang up, hastily
fixing their clothes and turning their attention toward the entrance.
The banquet hall doors were being pulled open by the waitstaff.
And in walked Sebastian, with our son in his arms, commanding the room like royalty.
