When I returned to Cloud City, the weather was terrible. It was pouring rain. I braved the rain and went back to my old place.If I didn’t go today, I was sure Quentin would throw away all my belongings. Surprisingly, he had already broken his promise.When I opened the door, my things were scattered all over the room. A bad feeling rose in my heart. I rushed to the bedroom and saw a wooden box on the floor. It was opened. Inside, my jade bracelet was visibly shattered.“Heh.”A laugh came from behind me. I turned around—it was Olivia.“You broke my bracelet?!” I held the broken pieces and questioned her.Olivia glanced at me with contempt, her voice laced with venom as she said, “You dared to marry Quentin, coveting what was never yours! You’re just a vain woman. How could you possibly dream of rising above your status?“A sparrow will never become a phoenix, and a phoenix will never turn into a wild hen! Consider this a lesson. Your fairytale is over, haha!”I stared at her i
By the time I heard the news that Ryan had secretly sent people to break Quentin’s arm, I was already deeply absorbed in a new project. Upon hearing it, I merely remarked that he had it coming and went right back to work.Displeased by my indifference, Ryan maintained a fair and impartial image at work, but at home, his punishments grew increasingly intense.One day, Quentin borrowed a friend’s phone to call me. His voice carried a rare hint of defeat.“Natalie, I give up. You’re back at Pickett Corporation now, aren’t you? I don’t know what’s gotten into Ryan, but he’s been ruthlessly taking over Lawson Corporation’s resources. The company is struggling.“If you come back and help me, we’ll get married right away. Forget that one-year agreement, okay?”What a joke.I was starting to think Ryan hadn’t just broken his arm. Maybe he had shattered his brain, too. Otherwise, how could he still not understand simple words?“Quentin, if you’re sick, go see a doctor! We broke up ages a
“Natalie, is someone waiting for you downstairs?”Zach nudged my arm and winked at me.I leaned over to take a look. There he was, Quentin, holding a bouquet of flowers, leaning against a sports car, gazing up at the building with deep affection. Every time someone walked past him, he would stop them to ask if they knew Natalie and if they could help pass along a message that he was waiting for her downstairs.“He’s been waiting for days now. Your name is famous throughout the entire building, girl.”I scoffed and pulled the curtains shut.What bad luck.“Natalie, the president’s office just called. They want you upstairs.”The intern transferred the call to me.I picked up the receiver, and Ryan’s cold voice came through.“Come up.”The moment I stepped into the office, Ryan grabbed me and pinned me against the wall, rubbing his face against my neck.“Babe, he’s so annoying.”I ruffled Ryan’s hair. “Jealous?”He huffed and leaned in to nip me lightly. “I’ve been so busy l
When we got home, I was lying on the bed when I suddenly heard a noise behind me.I sat up and saw Ryan kneeling by the bed, holding a keyboard and looking at me pitifully. “Babe, I’m punishing myself. Please don’t be mad.”I sighed in my heart, tears welling up in my eyes. “You really think I’m a vain woman?”Ryan immediately got up and pinned me to the bed, his fingers gently rubbing the corners of my reddened eyes. “Of course not. How could I ever think that about you?”I stared at him. “Then, why did you say that about me?”Ryan hesitated for a while before awkwardly explaining, “I was mad that you were with Quentin. I wanted to break you two apart. No matter how much I hinted, you didn’t get it. You were even willing to quit your job just to be with him.“I said those things in a fit of anger… I regretted it the moment the words left my mouth… really… Honestly, deep down, I almost wished you were that kind of woman. That way, I could lay all my wealth at your feet…“All for
The wedding hall was packed, but the groom was nowhere to be seen.Just as I was about to panic, Quentin Lawson finally appeared—dressed not as the groom, but as the best man. His arm was linked with Olivia Nevin, who was dressed in a flowing white gown. Together, they looked every bit like a couple.His groomsmen rushed over, pulling him aside."Are you out of your mind? Not only are you late, but you brought her?!"Quentin sighed, rubbing his temples. "Liv’s memory stopped at the day we kissed in high school. She thinks we’ve been together ever since. I couldn’t just leave her behind."Olivia stood there, twirling her fingers like a lost schoolgirl. My gaze locked onto her hands. She was wearing my wedding ring.Quentin walked over, holding her hand in his. With a warm smile, he said to me, "Natalie, congratulations."The hall fell silent.My voice trembled, unable to hide my frustration. "You're congratulating me? Isn’t today our—""Natalie!" Quentin cut me off, eyes flicke
I looked up to see Olivia’s high heel grinding against it."If I can’t have it, no one can."The crowd gasped.I clenched my fists, just about to speak when—"Enough." Quentin’s voice was firm.I turned to him in shock.Guilt flickered in his eyes before he looked away and—without hesitation—kicked my wedding ring into the lake.I stared blankly as it vanished beneath the water.Once upon a time, he had cherished that ring, transported it across seven countries, and proposed to me under the northern lights. Now, he discarded it like trash.Olivia giggled and wrapped her arms around him. "Quentin, you know I hate when my things get tainted by others.""I know, I know." Quentin patted her head with a loving smile.She turned to me, blinking in surprise. "Natalie! Why are you still sitting on the ground? Oh dear, I did steal your ring… How about this—"She suddenly picked up a soda can tab and held it out excitedly. "Here! Let’s use this as your wedding ring instead! Just like
As soon as the words left his mouth, I lowered my head and let out a self-deprecating laugh.So it was Ryan. The same Ryan who once humiliated me in front of everyone, calling me a shallow gold-digger. Even if Quentin had to lie, he still wouldn’t let me end this wedding with dignity.Olivia was briefly stunned when she heard the name, but in the next second, she was already fiddling with her phone. Before Quentin could react, she had dialed the number."Ryan, it’s your wedding today. Why aren’t you here yet? Yeah, we’re all at the Bingo Estate."Olivia, now excited, started gathering all the guests toward the ceremony hall. Meanwhile, my hands and feet grew colder, my blood seemingly ceasing to circulate. The phone rang for a long time before I numbly pressed the answer button."Natalie?"That voice was like a devil whispering in my ear, making me want to throw my phone away."Try hanging up on me and see what happens."I swallowed my emotions and gave a low response.A cold
"The groom is here!""It’s Ryan!"I turned my head in shock.Blinking, I confirmed that the face before me was indeed Ryan's—not looking particularly pleased. He glared at me, and yet, for some reason, I felt a strange sense of security.Ryan clicked his tongue in annoyance, scanned the crowd, and smirked. "Natalie, I warned you ages ago. Your taste in men is awful."Quentin, still holding Olivia, stepped forward. His expression soured when he saw Ryan.Olivia was stunned at first but quickly recovered and pouted as she approached Ryan. "Ryan, you really came? I thought you hated Natalie. You did say before that you despise women who chase wealth."Ryan tightened his grip around my waist. "I did. My preferences have never changed."A flicker of disappointment passed through me.Olivia's face brightened, thinking she had won, and she opened her mouth to continue. However, before she could speak, Ryan reached out and shoved her aside."You're in my wife's way."My wife.The w
When we got home, I was lying on the bed when I suddenly heard a noise behind me.I sat up and saw Ryan kneeling by the bed, holding a keyboard and looking at me pitifully. “Babe, I’m punishing myself. Please don’t be mad.”I sighed in my heart, tears welling up in my eyes. “You really think I’m a vain woman?”Ryan immediately got up and pinned me to the bed, his fingers gently rubbing the corners of my reddened eyes. “Of course not. How could I ever think that about you?”I stared at him. “Then, why did you say that about me?”Ryan hesitated for a while before awkwardly explaining, “I was mad that you were with Quentin. I wanted to break you two apart. No matter how much I hinted, you didn’t get it. You were even willing to quit your job just to be with him.“I said those things in a fit of anger… I regretted it the moment the words left my mouth… really… Honestly, deep down, I almost wished you were that kind of woman. That way, I could lay all my wealth at your feet…“All for
“Natalie, is someone waiting for you downstairs?”Zach nudged my arm and winked at me.I leaned over to take a look. There he was, Quentin, holding a bouquet of flowers, leaning against a sports car, gazing up at the building with deep affection. Every time someone walked past him, he would stop them to ask if they knew Natalie and if they could help pass along a message that he was waiting for her downstairs.“He’s been waiting for days now. Your name is famous throughout the entire building, girl.”I scoffed and pulled the curtains shut.What bad luck.“Natalie, the president’s office just called. They want you upstairs.”The intern transferred the call to me.I picked up the receiver, and Ryan’s cold voice came through.“Come up.”The moment I stepped into the office, Ryan grabbed me and pinned me against the wall, rubbing his face against my neck.“Babe, he’s so annoying.”I ruffled Ryan’s hair. “Jealous?”He huffed and leaned in to nip me lightly. “I’ve been so busy l
By the time I heard the news that Ryan had secretly sent people to break Quentin’s arm, I was already deeply absorbed in a new project. Upon hearing it, I merely remarked that he had it coming and went right back to work.Displeased by my indifference, Ryan maintained a fair and impartial image at work, but at home, his punishments grew increasingly intense.One day, Quentin borrowed a friend’s phone to call me. His voice carried a rare hint of defeat.“Natalie, I give up. You’re back at Pickett Corporation now, aren’t you? I don’t know what’s gotten into Ryan, but he’s been ruthlessly taking over Lawson Corporation’s resources. The company is struggling.“If you come back and help me, we’ll get married right away. Forget that one-year agreement, okay?”What a joke.I was starting to think Ryan hadn’t just broken his arm. Maybe he had shattered his brain, too. Otherwise, how could he still not understand simple words?“Quentin, if you’re sick, go see a doctor! We broke up ages a
When I returned to Cloud City, the weather was terrible. It was pouring rain. I braved the rain and went back to my old place.If I didn’t go today, I was sure Quentin would throw away all my belongings. Surprisingly, he had already broken his promise.When I opened the door, my things were scattered all over the room. A bad feeling rose in my heart. I rushed to the bedroom and saw a wooden box on the floor. It was opened. Inside, my jade bracelet was visibly shattered.“Heh.”A laugh came from behind me. I turned around—it was Olivia.“You broke my bracelet?!” I held the broken pieces and questioned her.Olivia glanced at me with contempt, her voice laced with venom as she said, “You dared to marry Quentin, coveting what was never yours! You’re just a vain woman. How could you possibly dream of rising above your status?“A sparrow will never become a phoenix, and a phoenix will never turn into a wild hen! Consider this a lesson. Your fairytale is over, haha!”I stared at her i
At the evening dinner, Quentin sent me a message asking me to deliver his laptop to Olivia’s apartment.I ignored it.Then, my phone rang urgently."Natalie, why didn’t you reply to my message?"I was momentarily stunned. Ever since Olivia lost her memory, Quentin had rarely called me. He always sent messages, never wasting words, even for our wedding—he had only sent a single text message, and I had to handle everything else."Why aren’t you speaking? Are you still mad at me? Natalie, I told you—it’s just one year. Why are you being so unreasonable—""Quentin." I cut him off. "We broke up. Are you developing early-onset Alzheimer’s? Did you already forget what happened on our wedding day?"He paused for a moment, then said with a hint of helplessness, "Natalie, enough. If you make me angry, who are you going to marry in a year?"In the background, I heard Olivia’s voice."Quentin, bring me my bathrobe. I forgot it."He responded to her before I could say anything. The next s
Ryan drove the car at full speed and stopped directly in front of a shopping mall.I unbuckled my seatbelt and thanked him politely. "Thanks for helping me out, Ryan. I’ll just get a cab from here."He pressed me back into the seat, his body hovering over me, his voice low and deep. "Trying to escape? Natalie, haven’t I taught you to consider all possible outcomes before doing something? You think a simple 'thank you' is enough to brush me off?"I shrank back slightly. "Then, how do you want me to thank you?"He lowered his gaze and wiped the corner of my mouth. "I personally mentored you—shouldn’t you already know the answer?"As I remained silent, the air inside the confined space grew warm without me realizing it. I looked at him, letting go of my inner hesitation. At worst, I’d just have to pay him back with my own body. Resolutely, I leaned in and kissed his cheek.Ryan was first stunned, then a storm brewed in his eyes. His expression unreadable, he asked,"Why did you kiss
"The groom is here!""It’s Ryan!"I turned my head in shock.Blinking, I confirmed that the face before me was indeed Ryan's—not looking particularly pleased. He glared at me, and yet, for some reason, I felt a strange sense of security.Ryan clicked his tongue in annoyance, scanned the crowd, and smirked. "Natalie, I warned you ages ago. Your taste in men is awful."Quentin, still holding Olivia, stepped forward. His expression soured when he saw Ryan.Olivia was stunned at first but quickly recovered and pouted as she approached Ryan. "Ryan, you really came? I thought you hated Natalie. You did say before that you despise women who chase wealth."Ryan tightened his grip around my waist. "I did. My preferences have never changed."A flicker of disappointment passed through me.Olivia's face brightened, thinking she had won, and she opened her mouth to continue. However, before she could speak, Ryan reached out and shoved her aside."You're in my wife's way."My wife.The w
As soon as the words left his mouth, I lowered my head and let out a self-deprecating laugh.So it was Ryan. The same Ryan who once humiliated me in front of everyone, calling me a shallow gold-digger. Even if Quentin had to lie, he still wouldn’t let me end this wedding with dignity.Olivia was briefly stunned when she heard the name, but in the next second, she was already fiddling with her phone. Before Quentin could react, she had dialed the number."Ryan, it’s your wedding today. Why aren’t you here yet? Yeah, we’re all at the Bingo Estate."Olivia, now excited, started gathering all the guests toward the ceremony hall. Meanwhile, my hands and feet grew colder, my blood seemingly ceasing to circulate. The phone rang for a long time before I numbly pressed the answer button."Natalie?"That voice was like a devil whispering in my ear, making me want to throw my phone away."Try hanging up on me and see what happens."I swallowed my emotions and gave a low response.A cold
I looked up to see Olivia’s high heel grinding against it."If I can’t have it, no one can."The crowd gasped.I clenched my fists, just about to speak when—"Enough." Quentin’s voice was firm.I turned to him in shock.Guilt flickered in his eyes before he looked away and—without hesitation—kicked my wedding ring into the lake.I stared blankly as it vanished beneath the water.Once upon a time, he had cherished that ring, transported it across seven countries, and proposed to me under the northern lights. Now, he discarded it like trash.Olivia giggled and wrapped her arms around him. "Quentin, you know I hate when my things get tainted by others.""I know, I know." Quentin patted her head with a loving smile.She turned to me, blinking in surprise. "Natalie! Why are you still sitting on the ground? Oh dear, I did steal your ring… How about this—"She suddenly picked up a soda can tab and held it out excitedly. "Here! Let’s use this as your wedding ring instead! Just like