MasukOn our tenth anniversary, Evan Rodger and I decided to tattoo each other's names on our chests. After the tattoo session, I woke up with my head still feeling groggy. To my dismay, I found the words "Old Crone" tattooed in a bold font across my chest. Upon noticing the way my expression dropped, Isabel Hawthorn, who was the tattooist, snickered, "You’ve been dating Evan for a decade, but he still hasn’t registered your marriage together. What does that make you if not an old crone?" I smashed the mirror on the spot, which spewed broken shards in her direction. Evan practically threw himself in her direction and pulled her into his arms to protect her. He snapped at me with a ferocious scowl, "She’s just a young, naive girl who was trying to make a joke. Why are you picking on her?" I stared intently at the parted collar of his shirt. What was supposed to be my name tattooed on his chest had been replaced with "Isabel Hawthorn, My Only Love". Isabel wrapped her arms around Evan. She expertly played the victim and appealed dearly to him, "Evan said he liked my name last time, so I was only trying to make a joke. You wouldn’t be upset at me, would you, Claire?"
Lihat lebih banyakThe next time I received news of Evan was a year later.It was during a weekend get-together with my childhood friend, Anya Bern, who excitedly told me about it."By the way, have you heard about Evan and that tattoo artist girl he ended up with?"I was midway through stirring my coffee when I paused.Anya went on in a grumbling tone, "He was working on a project when Isabel’s water suddenly broke. She gave birth to a baby girl."As it turns out, the baby was born premature and had a genetic disorder, which turns out to be a serious heart condition. It was going to cost them $800,000. On top of that, Isabel did not want the baby because she wanted a boy."Outside the window, pieces of sycamore leaves were coming down.I stayed silent.$800,000. That was the same amount Evan used to drop on a bottle of wine in clubs.I heard the money was the main point of their arguments every day.Isabel blamed Evan for being too caught up with work and spending his nights drinking when she
Claire’s voice haunted Evan day and night. It troubled him more than anything his business rivals could throw at him.The new life he was trying to build stood precariously. It was constantly being threatened and eroded by the very "true love" he had once personally vouched for.In return for sacrificing his health and dignity, he did not receive unwavering love and tender support. Instead, endless demands finally broke him.I set my teacup aside and looked at the camellias in full bloom in the courtyard.Evan must be distraught. His "true love", whom he had to sacrifice ten years of relationship for, had turned out to be a repulsive, vicious snake. All it took for the rose-tinted glasses to come off was for him to lose his wealth.All the responsibilities in a marriage that he used to regard as shackles were the cornerstones that had supported him to his current heights.Now that the cornerstone was removed, he was plunged into the cold waters of reality with his lover.I gentl
I turned to address the guests who wore a variety of confused expressions. My voice rang across the hall."From this day onward, the Fisher Corporation is officially terminating all partnerships with Mr. Rodger."The guests began to whisper among themselves as I walked down the marbled hall in my leather heels."The Fishers are cutting him off for good…""Give the way things look for the Rodgers now, shouldn’t we…""Mr. Rodger is a very capable man. What if he manages to make a comeback…""Well, but the Fishers have made their position very clear…"Isabel became near hysterical by this point. "Evan, we should…"I opened the heavy, ornate wooden door, which drew in a gust of night breeze carrying the scent of lilac blossoms.It effectively shut out the sound of their murmuring behind me.Admittedly, I’d be quite curious to see how a man stripped of everything was supposed to make a comeback in this city with an idiotic tattoo artist.A month later, one afternoon, I was sittin
Isabel looked so distressed that she began to cry hysterically as she threw herself into Evan’s arms.Evan put his arms protectively around her while casting a reproachful look at me. "Claire, why must you always be so jealous and pick on Isabel?"Before I could get a word out, he suddenly gasped as if he understood something important. His voice softened in accordance."Claire, I get what you're trying to do now." He spoke to me as if he were trying to coax a child, "You’re only doing this because you wanted me to go home, is that it?"After Isabel gives birth, I'll make arrangements for her to live overseas. Everything will return to the way it had always been, and our lives will go back to normal."Besides, she’s pregnant, so she should be with me as it is. Once she adapts to becoming a mother, everything will be alright."I burst out laughing when I looked at the way he explained with such confidence.At the same time, I felt something constrict around my throat while I laug












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