“Cancel everything: the estate I asked you to buy, the wedding dress, the diamond-studded Bentley, and every single thing. Just cancel it all.”
“And book the private jet. I need to leave the country for a while.”
4
Half a year later, I finally returned home. I had clawed my way out of the black hole of betrayal, and my parents, seeing that I’d finally seen through Blair’s true colors, breathed a long-awaited sigh of relief. They believed the ordeal had tempered me and made me wiser. Without a second thought, they handed me the reins to the family business and told me to take some time to enjoy life abroad.
Not long after I landed, my assistant whisked me straight to a social gala. I adjusted my cufflinks, straightened my suit, and walked in.
I hadn’t even taken two full steps when Blair suddenly appeared out of nowhere and grabbed me by the arm, yanking me aside.
It had been six long months since I last laid eyes on her. But time hadn’t been kind. She looked far more worn than I remembered. Even beneath layers of heavy makeup, the dark circles under her eyes betrayed the truth she was trying to cover.
It seemed that the past six months hadn’t been kind to her either.
When she caught me staring, Blair flared up in an instant.
“You broke loser! You’ve been stalking me, haven’t you? You didn’t contact me for half a year, and I actually thought you’d moved on. Who knew you were secretly watching me all this time!”
“Now that I’ve caught you red-handed, let’s see how you explain yourself!”
I let out a cold laugh. “You were the one who dragged me aside first. How exactly am I stalking you? This isn’t your house; you’re allowed to be here, but I’m not?”
Blair rolled her eyes with a look of disdain. “No, it’s not my house. But this is a high-class social event. Someone like you, some pathetic, poor excuse of a man, would never get invited.”
I raised an eyebrow and asked, “Then how did you get in?”
“Me? Obviously, I’m here with my dear husband. That’s right, I’m officially a rich man’s wife now. My husband’s a successful entrepreneur; he makes more in a single day than you make in a whole year! These kinds of events are routine for us.”
“See this? It’s my wedding ring, which my husband gave to me. Isn’t it a thousand times better than that glass one you gave me when you proposed?”
5
I glanced at the ring and couldn’t help but laugh.