“Grandpa, I admit my fault. Now I agreed to the arranged marriage.”
Upon returning home, everything remained unchanged.
Actually, when I told Darius I was from the countryside—it was all a lie.
My true identity was the granddaughter of the richest man in the Avery Family. When I was with Darius, my grandfather opposed it.
He said our relationship wouldn't last, but I argued with him and made a bet with my grandfather, while I was with Darius, I wouldn't use a single penny from my family.
If I could buy a house and get married through my own efforts, my grandfather would accept our relationship.
Now it seemed my grandfather was right.
Darius wasn’t worth entrusting my life to.
My phone kept buzzing with notifications.
It was a post from Sofia on her social media, with a photo of a house I recognized—the one I’d been saving up for five years to buy.
[So happy to decorate the new house with him. We finally have a home.]
The photo showed Darius cleaning the house with a serious expression.
I unconsciously clenched my fists, determined to delete everything out of sight.
After learning about my breakup with Darius, my grandfather immediately arranged a blind date for me.
Although it was an arranged marriage, my grandfather had selected only the best candidates for me.
Until I walked out of the City Hall, I was still in a daze. Looking at the marriage certificate in my hand, I couldn't believe I had actually gotten married.
Looking at the person beside me, I hesitated to speak and he also looked at me as if he wanted to say something.
But just then, the phone rang at an inopportune moment.
It was work-related, so Barry Matthews hurriedly said goodbye to me and left.
During this time, my phone kept vibrating and I didn't have time to check it until I got home.
It was from my university classmates' group chat.
Someone had secretly taken a photo of me at the City Hall.
[Isn't that Shawna, the trendsetter girl on our campus? I heard she broke up with Darius. What's she doing at the City Hall?]
[I think they're just a couple playing around. That couple never broke up.]
[@Darius @Shawna, I'm waiting for your wedding invitation then.]
I wanted to clarify the rumors, but Darius beat me to it.
[We’ve already broken up. @Shawna, don’t think that going to the City Hall will get my attention. Breaking up is breaking up.]
While looking at the message on my phone, I let out a mocking laugh.