She saw me staring at the bouquet without saying a word.
"Nichole, you are still as cowardly as ever. Since I was able to trap you and marry you into the Dempsters, I can also use your foot injury to trap you now. You will never be able to go on stage as a dancer in your life."
It turned out that she knew about my foot injury and that it was Gerard's doing?
I could not bear it any longer, so I picked up the drink at hand and splashed it on her.
But she reached out and pushed me down.
At this moment, Gerard appeared and ran straight towards her.
He scolded me with a sharp tone.
"Nichole, what are you doing?"
I fell to the ground and sprained my foot again. The severe pain left me speechless for a moment.
Then, I heard her speak softly and weakly, "Gerard, don't make things difficult for her. She was just a little jealous of me winning the dance competition and wanted to pour me Coke. But you know, I'm a dancer and this kind of drink is high in sugar ...."
Before she could finish her words, Gerard was furious.
"Nichole, why are you so disrespectful? Even if you lose your ability to dance, you should not prevent others from achieving success, right?"
I felt sad and asked, "She was talking about my foot injury. If it wasn't for her back then ...."
"That's enough!"
He slammed the table and roared.
"Please don't bring up the past, Nichole. You're just jealous."
"Someone, feed my wife ten bottles of coke and finish them all until there's not a drop left."
The bodyguards surrounded me and the sticky coke was spilled everywhere.
Gerard forgot that I never drank sugary drinks, let alone high sugar drinks like cola at home.
It was Sarah who bought them.
He would only trust her unconditionally and I was the one who was abandoned.
The three-year relationship began with the deception of lies and ended with the accumulation of disappointment.
It was not until dusk that Gerard hurried back.
She comforted me distressedly, "I know you are sad and disappointed, but Sarah is already a top dancer. If you want to enter the domestic dance industry in the future, you must not offend her."
"Don't cry, how about you change into a new dress and go watch the dance with me."
I thought he was apologizing and asked the nanny to change my clothes and put on my makeup.
When he brought me to the venue, I realized that I still underestimated his shamelessness.
Because the protagonist of the dance party was Sarah.