Chapter 9
The wedding day arrived as scheduled.
Ethan approached me with flowers in hand, walking against the sunlight.
His well–tailored suit emphasized his broad shoulders and long legs.
I stood on the second–floor staircase, looking down at this man who had been entangled with me for ten years.
The awkward, arrogant boy from my memories had been sculpted by time into someone hard and mature.
The scar at his eyebrow was carefully concealed with foundation, like his deliberately restrained edge.
My heart pounded nervously, like boiling water.
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Not for the man before me, but for myself, for the promise I was about to fulfill-
“One day, I will destroy the thing you treasure most.”
Without the slightest hesitation, I flew like a butterfly toward the void.
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My body tumbled straight from the second floor to the first
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My abdomen suffered a violent impact, and fresh blood gushed from between my legs.
It stained the pure white wedding dress, resembling a crimson peony blooming in snow.
“No!!!”
Ethan howled in anguish, his heartbroken voice echoing through the wedding hall.
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“I’ve finally repaid the life I owed you.”
I forced a ruthless smile, the satisfaction of revenge overshadowing physical pain.
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“The first time, I couldn’t kill you; the second time, my suicide failed; the third time, I finally
succeeded.”
“Let this child end our grudges… Otherwise, next time, either you die or I perish–that’s the only fitting end for us.”
Like a desperate gambler, I bet my life for freedom.
Whether moved by the child’s death or affected by my life–threatening gamble, Ethan finally relented and let me go.
In return, I left him the savings jar.
I also revealed the mystery that had been hidden for
years-
“$200 each time–that’s the price of every humiliation you branded on me.
Now, I use them to redeem my dignity and freedom. May we never meet again in this lifetime!”
I’ve been in Harbor City for over two years, gradually adapting to its hustle and bustle.
The fast–paced life keeps my thoughts occupied.
The man from my nightmares hasn’t visited for a long time.
I never expected to see him again in this way…
On the Harbor City News, a bold headline proclaimed the story’s value-
“Exclusive Breaking News! Foster Empire CEO Jumps to Death After Two–Year Depression”
My heartbeat suddenly skipped.
When I came to my senses,/my phone showed several missed calls.
I hesitantly called back and heard an unfamiliar voice.
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“Ms. Gray, hello, I’m Mr. Foster’s personal attorney. Before his death, he made a will naming you as the sole heir.”
“Mr. Foster’s assets include 34% of Foster Group’s stocks, a $50 million trust fund, 7 properties in America, 14 cars…”
“Is there anything else? Besides the assets.”
I interrupted him, my trembling voice mixed with inexplicable hope.
“Besides the assets, there’s… a letter…”
“He wrote it an hour before jumping…”
Truthfully, I had no interest in inheriting Ethan’s estate; after signing, I would simply donate everything.
As for why I made this trip…
The envelope in my hand felt light–a gust of wind could send it plummeting like its owner, to the dust.
I stood in the 40th–floor apartment, looking down.
I tried to empathize with Ethan’s final moments but felt only confusion.
How could a man who once looked down on the world end up like this?
I couldn’t understand, so I opened
“Olivia:
le envelope, seeking answers.
This is the last time I’ll call you this. I hope you don’t find it disgusting.
The first time I saw you was when you gave Riley that love letter.
The way you looked at him was so sincere, it made me insanely jealous.
I thought bullying you would make your eyes focus only on me.
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Later, for my selfish desires, I imprisoned you beside me, fantasizing that this would let me
possess you.
It wasn’t until that night when you tried to strangle me that I realized how terribly wrong I
was.
You said harm cannot be undone.
In this life, I’ve done too many despicable things. I won’t ask for your forgiveness.
But I can make everyone who ever hurt you disappear, including myself.
I only wish you safety and happiness in the future, meeting only good people.
I’m sorry, and…
I love you!
-Ethan”
Fclosed the envelope, exhaling a breath of stale air.
The little resentment in my heart finally dissipated like smoke.
In this four-sided game played in the name of love, I had somehow become the final winner.
