My first meeting with Miguel wasn't as awkward as I had imagined.He had booked a table by the window, offering a perfect view of the ocean. Sunlight cast over his face, highlighting his sharp yet gentle features."Ms. Becker, as far as I know, there was supposed to be another groom on February 19th. Why the sudden engagement with me?"I lowered my head and remained silent for a moment before replying, "If this bothers you, Mr. Lampe, I can call off the wedding."I knew this was just my way of taking revenge on James. Miguel had every right to refuse.After a long pause, Miguel spoke again, "You called off your engagement because of that, didn't you?"He tilted his chin toward something in the distance. Following his gaze, I saw James strolling through the mall with Claudia, hand in hand.They looked like a happily married couple, while I was just the fool they had deceived.Having my humiliation so blatantly exposed made me feel ashamed. I lowered my head, at a loss for words.
Dressed in a perfectly tailored groom's suit, James burst into the venue. But the moment he saw what was happening on stage, he froze in place."Wait—what are you doing?" he demanded before signing to me, "Babe, what's going on here?"Before I could respond, he rushed onto the stage, yanking me behind him. "I'm the real groom today!"I gave him a cold smile. "James, you have the audacity to call yourself the groom?"James's eyes widened in shock. "Layla… You—you can hear? Since when?"I looked at him calmly and replied in an icy tone, "Not too long ago, but just long enough to learn about all the disgusting things you and Claudia have been doing."His face was filled with panic. Grabbing my arm, he pleaded, "Babe, you've got to believe me. Claudia meant nothing to me! She was the one who seduced me!"Claudia, who had just slipped into the venue, looked utterly speechless.The guests whispered among themselves."No wonder they changed the groom at the last minute. Honestly, a w
I stopped in my tracks as James crawled on his knees toward me, rubbing his hands together anxiously."Everyone on the Internet is attacking me right now—I don't even dare to step outside. Please, help me out, will you?"Just clarify things online, tell everyone it was all a misunderstanding. If you won't do it for me, do it for our child!"His face lit up, as if he had just found his trump card. "That's right, the baby! Layla, you wouldn't want our child to grow up without a father, would you?"I found it laughable. "James, the fact that I haven't fanned the flames online is already the greatest mercy I can offer you."By the way, I've also been gathering evidence of your financial crimes," I added coldly, staring down at him. "If you don't want to end up in prison, you'd better stay out of my sight."As for the child—don't even think about it. I got rid of it a long time ago," I said."Impossible!" he roared in disbelief.I walked away without looking back, missing the hatred
That day, I had taken an injured kitten to the vet, doing everything I could to save it—but it was all in vain.In the end, the kitten passed away. I held its tiny body, crying for a long time.Little did I know, that kitten had actually belonged to Miguel."From that moment on, I fell in love with you," he said, his eyes filled with sincerity.I looked at him in disbelief. We had only been kids back then."Sadly, my parents suddenly sent me abroad. All those years, I couldn't stop thinking about you. But when I finally returned, you were already with someone else," he said, his eyes clouded with regret."Layla, I'm telling you this because I want to know how I feel—not to pressure you. No matter what your decision is, I will always respect it."I gazed at the sea, offering no response. I wasn't sure if love was something I could still believe in.We were having so much fun that we extended our honeymoon for another week before returning home.Miguel and I decided to adopt a k
In the fifth year of my deafness, James Duncan finally proved his love for me to my parents.The day I found out I was pregnant, my parents finally gave in and agreed to our marriage.The wedding was set for February 19th.Then, on Valentine's Day, a miracle happened—I regained my hearing due to an accident.Overjoyed, I rushed to find James, eager to share the good news with him.He was in the bedroom, on the phone."Today is Valentine's Day. How about something exciting at your place—downstairs, in your car?"The voice on the other end was my best friend—Claudia Foster.I froze, confused. Slowly, I stepped closer. James turned around, smiling as he pointed to his phone and signed, "Hold on, babe. It's a client."When I was deaf, he never avoided taking calls in front of me. He would even put them on speaker sometimes.He chuckled softly. "Didn't you say you had a present for me?"Beneath his fake-serious expression was a teasing, playful tone.Claudia giggled. "I've got a
James and I had known each other for eight years and had been in love for six.The love I once took pride in had now dealt me a devastating blow.Eight years ago, in my first year of university, I fell for James at first sight.We quickly got together. Though our friends were skeptical at first, we eventually became the couple everyone envied.Back then, I often invited Claudia to join us for meals. She would always say we were a match made in heaven.After James graduated, he became a lawyer.One day, a client from one of his cases caused a scene at his law firm. I happened to visit him at that very moment. The client was in a frenzy, waving around a gas canister.When the explosion happened, I rushed in and pulled James away. He was saved, but I lost my hearing forever. Because of this, I had to give up my dream of becoming a simultaneous interpreter.James held me in his arms, sobbing uncontrollably as he gasped between tears, "Marry me, Layla. Let me take care of you for
James didn't come home all night, so I went to the hospital alone for the procedure.Lying on the hospital bed, I called my mother.She was shocked. "Layla? Why are you calling? Don't tell me… You can hear again?""Mom, I'll explain later. About the arranged marriage you mentioned—I agree to it."There was a long silence before she let out a sigh."You're getting married on February 19th, aren't you? The invitations have already been sent. Why are you suddenly bringing up the arranged marriage now?"I paused for a moment before replying, "The wedding will go on, but we'll change the groom. Could you ask them if they're willing?"My mother hung up. Five minutes later, she called back and said, "They agreed."After hanging up, a wave of pain hit my abdomen, forcing me to curl up. It wasn't until the IV drip finished that I felt some relief.By the time I got home, it was already late at night.James was sitting in the dark living room, the glow of his cigarette flickering faint
That day, I had taken an injured kitten to the vet, doing everything I could to save it—but it was all in vain.In the end, the kitten passed away. I held its tiny body, crying for a long time.Little did I know, that kitten had actually belonged to Miguel."From that moment on, I fell in love with you," he said, his eyes filled with sincerity.I looked at him in disbelief. We had only been kids back then."Sadly, my parents suddenly sent me abroad. All those years, I couldn't stop thinking about you. But when I finally returned, you were already with someone else," he said, his eyes clouded with regret."Layla, I'm telling you this because I want to know how I feel—not to pressure you. No matter what your decision is, I will always respect it."I gazed at the sea, offering no response. I wasn't sure if love was something I could still believe in.We were having so much fun that we extended our honeymoon for another week before returning home.Miguel and I decided to adopt a k
I stopped in my tracks as James crawled on his knees toward me, rubbing his hands together anxiously."Everyone on the Internet is attacking me right now—I don't even dare to step outside. Please, help me out, will you?"Just clarify things online, tell everyone it was all a misunderstanding. If you won't do it for me, do it for our child!"His face lit up, as if he had just found his trump card. "That's right, the baby! Layla, you wouldn't want our child to grow up without a father, would you?"I found it laughable. "James, the fact that I haven't fanned the flames online is already the greatest mercy I can offer you."By the way, I've also been gathering evidence of your financial crimes," I added coldly, staring down at him. "If you don't want to end up in prison, you'd better stay out of my sight."As for the child—don't even think about it. I got rid of it a long time ago," I said."Impossible!" he roared in disbelief.I walked away without looking back, missing the hatred
Dressed in a perfectly tailored groom's suit, James burst into the venue. But the moment he saw what was happening on stage, he froze in place."Wait—what are you doing?" he demanded before signing to me, "Babe, what's going on here?"Before I could respond, he rushed onto the stage, yanking me behind him. "I'm the real groom today!"I gave him a cold smile. "James, you have the audacity to call yourself the groom?"James's eyes widened in shock. "Layla… You—you can hear? Since when?"I looked at him calmly and replied in an icy tone, "Not too long ago, but just long enough to learn about all the disgusting things you and Claudia have been doing."His face was filled with panic. Grabbing my arm, he pleaded, "Babe, you've got to believe me. Claudia meant nothing to me! She was the one who seduced me!"Claudia, who had just slipped into the venue, looked utterly speechless.The guests whispered among themselves."No wonder they changed the groom at the last minute. Honestly, a w
My first meeting with Miguel wasn't as awkward as I had imagined.He had booked a table by the window, offering a perfect view of the ocean. Sunlight cast over his face, highlighting his sharp yet gentle features."Ms. Becker, as far as I know, there was supposed to be another groom on February 19th. Why the sudden engagement with me?"I lowered my head and remained silent for a moment before replying, "If this bothers you, Mr. Lampe, I can call off the wedding."I knew this was just my way of taking revenge on James. Miguel had every right to refuse.After a long pause, Miguel spoke again, "You called off your engagement because of that, didn't you?"He tilted his chin toward something in the distance. Following his gaze, I saw James strolling through the mall with Claudia, hand in hand.They looked like a happily married couple, while I was just the fool they had deceived.Having my humiliation so blatantly exposed made me feel ashamed. I lowered my head, at a loss for words.
It was Claudia's special Valentine's outfit.Claudia invited me out for dinner, but James immediately stopped her."It's late, and Layla isn't feeling well. Let's make it another day," he said.Claudia ignored him completely. She linked arms with me and was ready to leave.I didn't refuse. I wanted to see just how shameless these two could be.At the restaurant, Claudia sat across from me.I kept my head down, focusing on my food.James whispered to Claudia, his tone laced with irritation. He deliberately lowered his voice, as if worried I might overhear."I told you not to mess with her. What's wrong with you?"I intentionally glanced up at them. Claudia flashed me an innocent smile as she popped a bite of food into her mouth."Are you serious about marrying her? What about me, then?" she asked, her tone slightly displeased.James tried to soothe her. "I'm just marrying her for show. You're the one I really love."Besides, you know that at the wedding, Mr. Becker will give
James didn't come home all night, so I went to the hospital alone for the procedure.Lying on the hospital bed, I called my mother.She was shocked. "Layla? Why are you calling? Don't tell me… You can hear again?""Mom, I'll explain later. About the arranged marriage you mentioned—I agree to it."There was a long silence before she let out a sigh."You're getting married on February 19th, aren't you? The invitations have already been sent. Why are you suddenly bringing up the arranged marriage now?"I paused for a moment before replying, "The wedding will go on, but we'll change the groom. Could you ask them if they're willing?"My mother hung up. Five minutes later, she called back and said, "They agreed."After hanging up, a wave of pain hit my abdomen, forcing me to curl up. It wasn't until the IV drip finished that I felt some relief.By the time I got home, it was already late at night.James was sitting in the dark living room, the glow of his cigarette flickering faint
James and I had known each other for eight years and had been in love for six.The love I once took pride in had now dealt me a devastating blow.Eight years ago, in my first year of university, I fell for James at first sight.We quickly got together. Though our friends were skeptical at first, we eventually became the couple everyone envied.Back then, I often invited Claudia to join us for meals. She would always say we were a match made in heaven.After James graduated, he became a lawyer.One day, a client from one of his cases caused a scene at his law firm. I happened to visit him at that very moment. The client was in a frenzy, waving around a gas canister.When the explosion happened, I rushed in and pulled James away. He was saved, but I lost my hearing forever. Because of this, I had to give up my dream of becoming a simultaneous interpreter.James held me in his arms, sobbing uncontrollably as he gasped between tears, "Marry me, Layla. Let me take care of you for
In the fifth year of my deafness, James Duncan finally proved his love for me to my parents.The day I found out I was pregnant, my parents finally gave in and agreed to our marriage.The wedding was set for February 19th.Then, on Valentine's Day, a miracle happened—I regained my hearing due to an accident.Overjoyed, I rushed to find James, eager to share the good news with him.He was in the bedroom, on the phone."Today is Valentine's Day. How about something exciting at your place—downstairs, in your car?"The voice on the other end was my best friend—Claudia Foster.I froze, confused. Slowly, I stepped closer. James turned around, smiling as he pointed to his phone and signed, "Hold on, babe. It's a client."When I was deaf, he never avoided taking calls in front of me. He would even put them on speaker sometimes.He chuckled softly. "Didn't you say you had a present for me?"Beneath his fake-serious expression was a teasing, playful tone.Claudia giggled. "I've got a