I thought I knew betrayal, but nothing could prepare me for the moment my best friend Lili and my boyfriend Jarem shattered my trust. Just when I thought I’d faced death itself, I wake up to find it’s the day before everything fell apart. What is happening? Armed with the knowledge of my past mistakes, I refuse to be a pawn in their game. It’s time to break free from toxic ties and return to the family I abandoned for Jarem—who turned out to be a total jerk. “Fine, I’ll marry him,” I declare to my parents, my voice steady but my heart racing. There really was no escaping this arranged marriage I so avoided with every chance. And my fiancé? None other than the irresistibly charming Asher Cole—my ex’s boss. What have I just gotten myself into? Can I rewrite my story, reclaim my life, and discover what true love really means?
Lihat lebih banyakThe office was shifting. I could feel it.For the past few weeks, I had been subtly exposing Lili, planting small seeds of doubt in our coworkers' minds. At first, they didn’t notice. They were too used to her sweet act, her innocent smile, her carefully crafted lies.But people weren’t stupid forever.Lili was starting to lose control of the narrative she had built so well.I could see it in the way some of our colleagues hesitated before believing her words, how they double-checked their emails when she gave them instructions, how they exchanged subtle looks whenever she made another “accidental” mistake that put me in a difficult position.She was unraveling, and she knew it.Today, her patience was running thin.“You know, Tasia,” Lili said as she leaned against my desk, smiling, “I was just talking to the manager about the quarterly report. He said it wasn’t quite right. Did you double-check the numbers?”I glanced up from my computer, already sensing her game.“Yes, I did,” I sa
The office was a battlefield, but no one else seemed to realize it except me.Lili had mastered the art of deception, wearing a mask so flawlessly that most people didn’t see the venom beneath her smile. But I did. I saw everything.She was careful, never outright cruel—at least not in ways that could be proven. Her attacks came in subtle jabs, small inconveniences that could be brushed off as mistakes, miscommunications, or even helpful corrections.But I wasn’t stupid.She was trying to make me look incompetent.And I refused to let her win.I walked into the office, the usual hum of conversation filling the space as people bustled around. The moment I stepped into my department, I felt eyes on me. Lili was already seated at her desk, scrolling through emails like she hadn’t been waiting for me to arrive just so she could start something.“Morning, Tasia,” she called out, her voice overly sweet.I gave her a tight-lipped smile. “Morning, Lili.”Her eyes gleamed as she leaned back in
By the time I got home, exhaustion clung to me like a second skin.The day had drained me—working with Lili had never been easy, but today she had gone out of her way to make things worse. The subtle sabotage, the carefully placed jabs, the way she pretended we were friends in front of everyone else—it all made my blood boil.But more than anything, it made me tired.I dropped my bag near the door and sighed, running a hand through my hair as I stepped into the living room.Asher was there.Seated on the couch, his tie loosened, the top buttons of his dress shirt undone. A glass of whiskey rested in his hand, half-finished. He looked up when I entered, his sharp gaze scanning my face.“You’re late,” he said simply.I let out a small, humorless laugh. “Yeah.”I walked over and sank onto the couch across from him, stretching my legs out as the exhaustion settled deeper.Asher set his glass down, watching me. “Rough day?”I exhaled, nodding. “You could say that.”His brows furrowed sligh
Working with Lili was exactly what I expected—a nightmare in disguise.Since she was tasked with guiding me, she took every opportunity to make me look stupid.But in front of others?She played the role of the perfect friend.A concerned mentor. A supportive colleague. A helpful senior.She was so convincing that, if I didn’t know any better, I might have believed it.Except I did know better.Because behind the fake smiles, the soft reassurances, and the friendly tone—Lili was calculating.She knew exactly what she was doing.And so did I.It started small.On my second day, I had to submit my first report—a simple summary of the team's current projects. Claire had given me a rundown, and I had worked on it all morning, making sure it was polished and professional.I sent it in, confident that it was at least decent.But an hour later, Claire called me into her office.I barely had time to sit before she sighed, sliding a copy of my report across the desk.“This is… incomplete, Anas
The following days were a blur.Dinner with Asher’s family had left me drained, and the tension between us afterward had stretched on longer than I expected.Asher was cold.Not in a cruel way, but in a way that reminded me of how he was before we got comfortable with each other. He kept his distance, retreating behind that quiet wall of indifference.And I let him.Because I still didn’t understand what had happened that night with the roses.Or why he had been so angry.The memory of his voice—sharp, cutting—lingered in my mind.Who gave you the right to touch the garden?I had tried to bring it up in the car, but he had shut me out completely, as if the topic itself was forbidden.And because he refused to bring it up, I did too.Besides, as the days passed, the coldness between us gradually disappeared.At first, it was subtle.Small things.Like how he w
The car ride was tense.I hadn’t expected it to be any different, not after the way Asher shut me down this morning. But still, I had hoped that maybe, just maybe, we could talk.That maybe he would explain.That maybe I would understand.I turned my head slightly, glancing at him. His fingers were curled loosely around the steering wheel, his gaze fixed on the road, his jaw set in that unreadable way he always had when he didn’t want to show what he was feeling.I hesitated for a moment, debating if I should try.Then, finally, I took a breath.“Asher.”He didn’t respond.I swallowed, shifting slightly in my seat. “About the flowers—”“We’re not talking about that.”His voice was calm. Cold. Final.I frowned. “But—”“I said no.”His grip on the steering wheel tightened slightly, his knuckles turning white.I stared at him, frustration bubbling in my chest. “I don’t understand why you’re so angry—”His jaw clenched.I stopped, realizing that if I kept pushing, I wouldn’t get anything.
I barely slept that night.Not because I was scared.But because I was confused.Asher’s reaction to the flowers lingered in my mind, looping over and over like a puzzle I couldn’t solve. I had seen many sides of him—his cold indifference, his rare amusement, even his sharp anger when Jarem had crossed a line.But last night?Last night was something different.His fury had been quiet but sharp, simmering beneath his skin like it was personal.Over flowers.I turned onto my side, staring at the faint sliver of moonlight filtering through the curtains.It wasn’t like I had destroyed the entire garden. I had only taken a few roses to brighten up the dining table. It wasn’t a crime. It wasn’t something worth snapping over.And yet, the way he had looked at me—the way his voice had turned cold, controlled, almost dangerous—it unsettled me more than I wanted to admit.I clenched my jaw, my fingers curling into the sheets.I should have told him about my job offer.But after his reaction, a
There wasn’t a day that passed where I didn’t think about Jarem’s warning.Consider this a warning.His voice, his smirk, the quiet confidence in his threat—it lingered in my mind like a shadow that refused to fade.But no matter how much I tried to piece together his meaning, I couldn’t.What was he planning? How did he think he could ruin Asher and me?The uncertainty gnawed at me, leaving me restless. But today—today was not the day for worrying about Jarem.Because today, I got the call.The moment I answered and heard the HR representative from Cole Enterprises say the words Congratulations, we’d like to offer you the position…, I felt a rush of emotions all at once.Shock. Disbelief. And then—pride.I got the job.I really did.Without anyone’s help. Without Asher pulling strings.I had earned it.I ended the call, my heart racing with excitement. I wanted to tell Asher immediately, but he was still at work. So instead, I threw my phone on the couch and practically floated to th
The interview had gone well.At least, I thought it had.The hiring manager had asked all the expected questions—my background, my skills, what I could bring to the company. I had kept my answers simple and professional, making sure not to slip up.No one in that room knew who I was. No one looked at me as Asher Cole’s wife.And for the first time in a long time, I felt like me.It was exhilarating.I shook hands with the manager, thanked her for her time, and stepped out of the building, feeling lighter than I had in weeks.Maybe this could work.Maybe I could build something for myself here.I checked my phone and realized I had some time to kill before heading home. A wave of exhaustion hit me—not just from the interview, but from everything. The wedding, the move, the constant feeling of walking on a tightrope between my past and my present.I needed a moment to breathe.I spotted a café nearby and decided to treat myself.The café was warm and inviting, filled with the rich aroma
The air was suffocating, thick with the smell of rain-soaked concrete and freshly cut grass. I tightened the grip on my umbrella, the cold metal biting into my palm as I trudged through the muddy pathway leading to Jarem’s apartment. I’m not sure why I’m here. I wasn’t supposed to be. Not tonight, not when he was still mad at me for demanding a little bit of his time. But I feel this gnawing tug in my gut urging me to come. I sighed, trying to compose myself, as I felt the need to puke. Call it what you want, intuition or paranoia, but it had been eating me all day.Jarem... he had been distant lately. Not in the obvious way, no. He still smiled at me, he still kissed me on the forehead like he always did. But his eyes... they no longer lingered on me. His laughter felt hollow, like it belonged to a script he was so tired of reading. Was he tired of me too?As I reached his door, I felt my world stop. The faint sound of laughter drifted through the cracks, muffled but unmistakable. It...
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