I glared at her with an icy stare.Her grip on my arm loosened, her hand trembling as she let go."You have no idea what Travis meant to me! I can't live without him. I'm the one who truly loves him most in this world."Elaine's expression suddenly turned vicious, like a snake preparing to strike."Ha! Travis never forgets a grudge. When he finds out you faked your death and fooled him all this time, he'll destroy you!"As she spoke, her laughter grew maniacal.Henry appeared out of nowhere, stepping between us."That's not your concern. By the way, I think the director for your next film was just spotted with another actress. Shouldn't you check on that?"Henry's comment hit a nerve, giving me an escape from Elaine's harassment.As one of the event organizers, Henry had every right to be there."You can skip the auction in a few days. I'll handle Travis."If anyone in the city had the power to keep secrets from Travis, it was Henry. His family's influence rivaled Travis's,
A reporter captured the moment, and it went viral.I immediately recognized the bracelet as the one he had prayed with.Travis knew I was alive.Seeing me acknowledge this, Travis cautiously took a few steps toward me."Yes, I saw you during a business trip to Milan. I had people ask around and learned you were doing well.""Sarah, congratulations on achieving your dream. I genuinely want you to be happy."Travis played the part of a devoted lover, restrained yet longing.But that wasn't the real him.I scoffed, leaving Travis confused."Travis, aren't you tired of pretending?"Travis looked hurt, his face filled with bewilderment.—His expression suggested someone had wronged him.I continued, "If Henry hadn't pressured your family, would you have let me go?"At these words, his dark eyes grew menacing.Travis's face transformed, revealing a possessive rage beneath.His lips curved into a smile. "Sarah, you belong to me.""If Henry hadn't forced my company's hand and
But instead, he looked almost pleased, a smile playing at the corners of his mouth."Sarah, you've become much more interesting than before."......I wiped my hands and delegated the remaining auction work.I addressed both Henry and Travis. "Perfect timing. There's a cafe next door. The three of us should talk there."It was time to end this once and for all."Sarah, are you ready to make your choice?" Henry asked, understanding what was happening before Travis did.I remained silent, just looking at Travis's cautious face."Travis, our story ended three years ago. No matter what you do, I will never forgive the pain you caused me."My tone was neutral, devoid of emotion.Travis, however, looked at me with a complicated expression."You can only hate someone you love, right? I don't believe I'm completely gone from your heart."His words were still so childish.But now I could face the pain I once couldn't bear.I smiled at Travis. "Let me be clearer then. You're not in
Travis Luther swirled his glass of wine, a smirk playing on his lips."I've been playing the devoted boyfriend part for so long. Thought it was finally ending, but turns out she's tougher to kill than I expected."His voice dripped with impatience.This Travis was completely unrecognizable from the man who'd prayed at my hospital bedside for my recovery."I wish I could trade my life for yours. Please, let's not give up, okay?"Tears had streamed down his face uncontrollably back then.He must have forgotten that today was my birthday.Travis had promised he'd spend every birthday with me, without fail.When I couldn't reach him today, my first thought was that something had happened to him.Because until now, I'd trusted Travis completely. There was no way he would forget my birthday.After searching for hours, someone told me they'd spotted him nearby.One of Travis's friends poured him another drink, asking cautiously, "So what are you going to do about this engagement? I
The atmosphere suddenly froze.Travis's dark eyes revealed nothing.Everyone fell silent, and the person who'd suggested the plan cautiously asked if Travis was listening.I waited too, hoping Travis wouldn't kill the last shred of hope I still had for him.But he simply replied, "Interesting. Let's do it."Outside the door, my heart plummeted.My entire body went cold.—Travis was, as that person said, my savior.As if by design, he knew my vulnerabilities, understood my sorrows, and hit me straight in the heart time after time.He left me defenseless, retreating further and further until he was all I could see or think about.I thought heaven wanted someone as pitiful as me to find happiness, so he appeared.But it was all his calculation.From the very beginning, his approach had ulterior motives.No wonder he always liked taking photos during my treatment.I naively thought Travis didn't mind how haggard and pale I looked during treatment, but he was just documentin
I studied fashion design in college—it had always been my dream.I'd won the Young Designer Award and had job offers lined up.But breast cancer treatment turned everything to dust.Now I plan to return to design.Travis might be waiting to see me cry for him, so he moved up the wedding date.He took me to look at wedding dresses.Staring at the dazzling array of gowns, I once thought marrying for love, wearing a dress I designed myself, would make me truly happy.But that was too much of a luxury now.At this point, the dress didn't matter—after all, I was marrying Travis.Meanwhile, Travis fussed over everything, taking forever to choose."This one looks good, but it's too revealing. Do you like a train? The sleeves on this one are too big, you wouldn't like it. Bring out all your haute couture pieces...""Sarah, what should I wear? How about this one?"The way he was putting effort into the wedding, you'd think he genuinely wanted to marry me."You look handsome in anyt
I wrote in my diary:[Today a woman called him Travis in that special way. I felt a bit jealous, but Travis was honest with me. I forgive him and I'm looking forward to our wedding.]—That night, Travis's phone kept ringing while he was in the shower."Sarah, can you answer my phone?"I picked it up to see Elaine Henderson calling.Without hesitation, I answered.Elaine's voice came through, “I’ve been thinking, and you made a good point today. If you truly loved her, you wouldn't fake your death at the wedding.""Travis, can I come to the wedding to watch this little show of yours?"My hand trembled, and the phone slipped to the floor."Sarah, who was that?" Travis called out loudly.Elaine must have heard him and realized I had answered. She hung up immediately.When Travis came out and saw my hurt expression, he knew something was wrong.Guilty, he checked the call history and saw it was Elaine."Sarah, don't misunderstand. There's nothing between us, I swear. I'll bl
Rain poured outside. I only wanted to bring an umbrella to my fiancé but ended up overhearing everything in the private room.Inside, Travis was surrounded by friends, the man of the hour at tonight's party."It's not like we're actually getting married, so why all this fuss?" Despite his annoyed tone, his eyes gave away his amusement.His buddies poured him drinks, pretending to be hurt."Come on, Travis, you've been MIA since that yacht party. We've missed you, man. We just needed an excuse to drag you out for some fun."Since that day, Travis had been glued to my side, never letting me out of his sight.Travis smirked like he'd heard a joke."If I don't make it convincing, how else will she break down crying for me at the wedding?"What do they call it—withdrawal symptoms? Before I bail, might as well give her some sweet memories to cling to."Everyone roared with laughter.To them, I was nothing but entertainment.Only when Elaine came up did they watch their words."I
But instead, he looked almost pleased, a smile playing at the corners of his mouth."Sarah, you've become much more interesting than before."......I wiped my hands and delegated the remaining auction work.I addressed both Henry and Travis. "Perfect timing. There's a cafe next door. The three of us should talk there."It was time to end this once and for all."Sarah, are you ready to make your choice?" Henry asked, understanding what was happening before Travis did.I remained silent, just looking at Travis's cautious face."Travis, our story ended three years ago. No matter what you do, I will never forgive the pain you caused me."My tone was neutral, devoid of emotion.Travis, however, looked at me with a complicated expression."You can only hate someone you love, right? I don't believe I'm completely gone from your heart."His words were still so childish.But now I could face the pain I once couldn't bear.I smiled at Travis. "Let me be clearer then. You're not in
A reporter captured the moment, and it went viral.I immediately recognized the bracelet as the one he had prayed with.Travis knew I was alive.Seeing me acknowledge this, Travis cautiously took a few steps toward me."Yes, I saw you during a business trip to Milan. I had people ask around and learned you were doing well.""Sarah, congratulations on achieving your dream. I genuinely want you to be happy."Travis played the part of a devoted lover, restrained yet longing.But that wasn't the real him.I scoffed, leaving Travis confused."Travis, aren't you tired of pretending?"Travis looked hurt, his face filled with bewilderment.—His expression suggested someone had wronged him.I continued, "If Henry hadn't pressured your family, would you have let me go?"At these words, his dark eyes grew menacing.Travis's face transformed, revealing a possessive rage beneath.His lips curved into a smile. "Sarah, you belong to me.""If Henry hadn't forced my company's hand and
I glared at her with an icy stare.Her grip on my arm loosened, her hand trembling as she let go."You have no idea what Travis meant to me! I can't live without him. I'm the one who truly loves him most in this world."Elaine's expression suddenly turned vicious, like a snake preparing to strike."Ha! Travis never forgets a grudge. When he finds out you faked your death and fooled him all this time, he'll destroy you!"As she spoke, her laughter grew maniacal.Henry appeared out of nowhere, stepping between us."That's not your concern. By the way, I think the director for your next film was just spotted with another actress. Shouldn't you check on that?"Henry's comment hit a nerve, giving me an escape from Elaine's harassment.As one of the event organizers, Henry had every right to be there."You can skip the auction in a few days. I'll handle Travis."If anyone in the city had the power to keep secrets from Travis, it was Henry. His family's influence rivaled Travis's,
"I fell in love with you, Sarah. After everything you fought through, how could you just throw your life away?"Travis screamed with bloodshot eyes, struggling against those holding him back, desperate to jump in after me."Sarah, I was wrong. Please don't leave me. I swear I've learned my lesson."Worried he might do something stupid, someone tried to comfort him."Travis, we haven't found her body yet. Maybe she's still alive."Travis regained some composure, covering his face as he gave orders.He contacted a recovery team, offering them a million-dollar deposit."No matter how much money it costs, no matter how many people it takes, I need to find her! Dead or alive, I refuse to believe Sarah would just abandon me!"Travis stood at the riverbank screaming my name.He was so hysterical that it took three men to hold him back, afraid he'd jump in.Travis cried until he couldn't breathe, then passed out.An ambulance arrived, finally ending the livestream.The reporters hi
At the airport, I bumped into someone I recognized.He was a senior from my college days, though his name escaped me.As luck would have it, we were on the same flight.He strolled over and casually offered to take my suitcase.Just like that, my luggage was in his hands.Henry leaned in with a subtle smile. "Sarah, it's been a while."I snatched my suitcase back with a polite smile. "Sorry, not in the mood to talk."Leaving a bewildered Henry behind, I kept my distance and found a seat far away.The moment I turned on my phone, a livestream notification popped up.It was the one Travis had arranged for his big performance.Travis, decked out in the wedding suit he'd spent forever choosing, had arrived to pick me up only to find the door locked.The panic washed over his face as he frantically called a locksmith.When they finally got inside, everyone froze.The empty apartment told them everything they needed to know.Only Travis spotted the diary I'd deliberately left o
Rain poured outside. I only wanted to bring an umbrella to my fiancé but ended up overhearing everything in the private room.Inside, Travis was surrounded by friends, the man of the hour at tonight's party."It's not like we're actually getting married, so why all this fuss?" Despite his annoyed tone, his eyes gave away his amusement.His buddies poured him drinks, pretending to be hurt."Come on, Travis, you've been MIA since that yacht party. We've missed you, man. We just needed an excuse to drag you out for some fun."Since that day, Travis had been glued to my side, never letting me out of his sight.Travis smirked like he'd heard a joke."If I don't make it convincing, how else will she break down crying for me at the wedding?"What do they call it—withdrawal symptoms? Before I bail, might as well give her some sweet memories to cling to."Everyone roared with laughter.To them, I was nothing but entertainment.Only when Elaine came up did they watch their words."I
I wrote in my diary:[Today a woman called him Travis in that special way. I felt a bit jealous, but Travis was honest with me. I forgive him and I'm looking forward to our wedding.]—That night, Travis's phone kept ringing while he was in the shower."Sarah, can you answer my phone?"I picked it up to see Elaine Henderson calling.Without hesitation, I answered.Elaine's voice came through, “I’ve been thinking, and you made a good point today. If you truly loved her, you wouldn't fake your death at the wedding.""Travis, can I come to the wedding to watch this little show of yours?"My hand trembled, and the phone slipped to the floor."Sarah, who was that?" Travis called out loudly.Elaine must have heard him and realized I had answered. She hung up immediately.When Travis came out and saw my hurt expression, he knew something was wrong.Guilty, he checked the call history and saw it was Elaine."Sarah, don't misunderstand. There's nothing between us, I swear. I'll bl
I studied fashion design in college—it had always been my dream.I'd won the Young Designer Award and had job offers lined up.But breast cancer treatment turned everything to dust.Now I plan to return to design.Travis might be waiting to see me cry for him, so he moved up the wedding date.He took me to look at wedding dresses.Staring at the dazzling array of gowns, I once thought marrying for love, wearing a dress I designed myself, would make me truly happy.But that was too much of a luxury now.At this point, the dress didn't matter—after all, I was marrying Travis.Meanwhile, Travis fussed over everything, taking forever to choose."This one looks good, but it's too revealing. Do you like a train? The sleeves on this one are too big, you wouldn't like it. Bring out all your haute couture pieces...""Sarah, what should I wear? How about this one?"The way he was putting effort into the wedding, you'd think he genuinely wanted to marry me."You look handsome in anyt
The atmosphere suddenly froze.Travis's dark eyes revealed nothing.Everyone fell silent, and the person who'd suggested the plan cautiously asked if Travis was listening.I waited too, hoping Travis wouldn't kill the last shred of hope I still had for him.But he simply replied, "Interesting. Let's do it."Outside the door, my heart plummeted.My entire body went cold.—Travis was, as that person said, my savior.As if by design, he knew my vulnerabilities, understood my sorrows, and hit me straight in the heart time after time.He left me defenseless, retreating further and further until he was all I could see or think about.I thought heaven wanted someone as pitiful as me to find happiness, so he appeared.But it was all his calculation.From the very beginning, his approach had ulterior motives.No wonder he always liked taking photos during my treatment.I naively thought Travis didn't mind how haggard and pale I looked during treatment, but he was just documentin