Azalea simply got dressed, smelling strongly of alcohol and spoke calmly to me, "I once looked up to you, but that respect is gone now."
"You have no appeal outside of your job. I am worn out by you."
At that time, I felt scared.
I punished myself the whole night.
Until the next day, when she was clear-headed again, she lightly explained that it was only drunk talk and the engagement would still move forward.
At that time, I clearly knew that her feelings for me had weakened, but she could not bring herself to release all the years she had put in, while my love for her was at its strongest. I chose to forgive her.
During that period, I kept it hidden from my mother.
She was still wrapped in the happiness of my coming wedding and came to my company to meet her future daughter-in-law.
Before she even met Azalea, Zekeiah knocked my mother to the ground in the company hall and shamed her.
The shock caused my mother to suffer a heart attack.
I instantly dropped my clients and rushed to the hospital.
By that time, Azalea had already arrived together with Zekeiah.
I grabbed Zekeiah by the collar, but Azalea pushed me away, blocking Zekeiah behind her.
"Zekeiah has already said sorry. He did not know she was your mother. What more do you want?"
"If you keep making trouble, the wedding will be called off!"
At that moment, I paused.
My mother saw my awkward state and advised, "It is only a misunderstanding. Don't cause a scene."
Later on, someone spread the story and I became labeled as a bootlicker who sold his mother’s dignity.
I knew it was Zekeiah who caused it.
I found him and ended up in a fight.
When Azalea showed up, Zekeiah cried and complained to her.
Azalea slapped me in public and, as a penalty, moved my shares into Zekeiah’s name right in front of everyone.
During that moment, I was under heavy stress and was diagnosed with depression.
But what I never expected was that the same scene would happen again on the night before my wedding.
Azalea lay shamelessly in Zekeiah’s arms.
Zekeiah smiled knowingly at me. “Zayden, a woman as remarkable as Azalea should not belong to you alone.”
“But you are the one marrying her. We are only doing this in secret. You will not care, right?”
In the end, the coldness in Azalea’s eyes broke my final bit of hope.
“Now you have angered every company. Accept it, or lose it all.”