LOGIN"What are you going to do to my husband?" Hayley's voice was low and icy.Christine was stunned by her powerful aura and instinctively took two steps back, a hint of fear flashing in her eyes.She looked at me, her eyes filled with pleading. Suddenly, she knelt on the ground, disregarding the shocked gazes of the guests around her. She hugged my legs, sobbing uncontrollably and pleading helplessly, "Micah, please give me another chance. I'm really sorry. I can't live without you. After leaving you, I realized how much I love you. Please..."Her humble appearance was completely different from the arrogant and cruel young lady who had played with my emotions at will back then.Ridiculous.I looked at her emotionlessly and replied softly, "It's too late, Christine. When you wantonly trampled on my sincerity and treated me like a fool, you should have realized that this would eventually happen."After saying that, I stopped looking at her, kicked her away, and turned around to take H
Our wedding was scheduled to take place on a private island by the picturesque Aegean Sea.A sea of pure white roses stretched from the beach all the way to the terrace where the ceremony was held, and the air was filled with the fragrance of flowers.I wore a white tuxedo specially tailored for me by a top international designer. I looked particularly tall and straight in the sunlight.I held Hayley's arm, and she wore a custom-made wedding dress that was elegant yet commanding. Tiny diamonds were scattered on her skirt; they shone brightly in the sunlight.We walked on the red carpet covered with rose petals, slowly making our way toward the priest standing in the center of the terrace. Our hearts were filled with unprecedented happiness and peace.However, just as we were about to exchange rings, a scream shattered the moment of tranquility and beauty."Micah! You can't marry her!"I abruptly turned around to see a figure in a revealing mini skirt, her makeup ruined, and look
Finally, on a drizzly night, we stood side by side in front of the large floor-to-ceiling window, watching the city's night view washed clean by the rain.She suddenly spoke, her voice a little nervous. "Micah, what happened back then was my fault. I shouldn't have left you suddenly and abandoned you."I turned to look at her. The rain blurred the neon lights outside the window, but not the love in her eyes. I replied softly, "Hayley, it's all in the past."She grasped my hand forcefully, her eyes sparkling. All these years, she still could not hide a single thought from me."Then, Hayley, can we start over?" I saw the love in her eyes and the way she was trying to control herself. Suddenly, I felt that perhaps I should be braver again, just like when she bravely stood up for me for the first time when we were in the orphanage.I hugged her and added with my most determined voice. "Hayley, marry me."She first stiffened all over, her eyes widening, unable to believe what she had
In the following days, Hayley took meticulous care of me, yet maintained a subtle distance.She would cook for me, although the dishes she made were few and they tasted merely average. Some even got a little burnt.However, I knew how rare this was for someone who was busy with numerous affairs and had a fortune worth hundreds of billions of dollars.As I ate her burnt toast, I had to pretend I enjoyed the food she prepared to satisfy the quiet sense of achievement hidden behind her cold exterior.I knew she would let down her guard in front of me, and of course, I did the same in front of her.She would accompany me to watch action movies I used to like, even though she often started analyzing the tactics in them while watching. She was not interested in the romantic elements, yet still patiently accompanied me.Watching her solemnly analyzing the plot, I could not help but laugh inwardly, and secretly moved closer. "Do your subordinates know you're so professional in private?"
Hayley's efficiency was beyond my imagination.In just one day, I had arrived at her private villa.After several years apart, she was even more composed and reserved than I remembered; her figure remained vigorous, and her aura was powerful.Time seemed to treat her exceptionally well. Not only did it not leave any marks on her beautiful face, but it also added a touch of mature female charm and vigor to her. She wore a well-tailored dark dress, which made her look less sharp in the business world and more gentle at home.When she saw me getting out of the car, her gaze towards me showed a mixture of joy at our reunion and obvious heartache.She quickly walked toward me, her gaze firmly fixed on my face. She did not ask me what happened, nor did she mention Christine. She simply reached out her hand to touch my cheek, but then hesitated and withdrew it at the last moment. Her movements seemed a bit clumsy."Micah, welcome home." Her voice was low, with a hint of restrained tremb
She roared. Her curls that cost 10,000 dollars became somewhat disheveled due to her anger, and her makeup looked rather grotesque.The attentive male companions beside her were startled by her sudden actions and tried to grab her arm.However, Christine merely irritably shook off their hands, cursing, "Get lost!" Then, she grabbed her bag and car keys and rushed out of the bar, leaving behind a mess.'Impossible! Micah loves me so much and regards me as a goddess. There's no way he would leave me. Get married? This has got to be some kind of joke! He must be acting up again to draw my attention! That must be it!' Due to the traffic jam, she shouted and called the driver of the car in front an ugly loser, and the two of them got into an argument on the street. Eventually, her assistant gave the driver a sum of money, allowing her to get away.When Christine used the key to open the rented apartment where we used to live together, what she saw was an empty room.Everything in the







