ANMELDENZachary Guest, my boyfriend, has a childhood friend named Wendy Little. She often describes herself as an independent woman, and she constantly argues that women should never conform to society's definitions or become subservient to men. Upon learning that Zachary and I met through a blind date, Wendy looks at me with contempt and calls me old-fashioned. "Everyone dates on their own terms these days. Why do you have to lower yourself by going on a blind date? Do you really need a man that badly, Daisy?" When Zachary has a stomachache, I thoughtfully prepared some chicken noodle soup for him. Wendy sneers and says, "You're even competing to do the housework now. Do you have nothing better to do than fuss over a man all day, Daisy?" When I give Zachary a luxury watch on his birthday, Wendy snatches it from my hands and hurls it to the floor. She then looks at me with disdain and says, "You'd better not think you can tie Zachary down with these cheap tricks! "You might have dropped a fortune on this watch today, but the moment you go broke, you'll just come crawling back to bleed him dry, Daisy Livingston!" I look over at Zachary, who sighs helplessly and gives me a complicated look. "Wendy is right. You're only smothering me with this attitude. You need to take a page out of Wendy's book and learn to be independent, Daisy." In that moment, I feel nothing but bitter irony. I realize that all my years of genuine feeling were totally wasted on him. If he wants me to be independent like Wendy, then fine—I'll gladly withdraw my love for him.
Mehr anzeigenHelena looked deeply apologetic. "I'm so sorry, Daisy. I swear I didn't tell him you were getting married. Zachary found the invitation you sent me and followed me here on the sly. I really couldn't stop him. "I've already called his parents, but if it bothers you, I'll take him away right now, Daisy.""It's alright, Helena," I said with a smile, shaking my head and looking completely unbothered. "It's all behind me now, so anyone who showed up to celebrate with me today is a welcome guest."That applied to my ex as well. Zachary was nothing more than just a stranger I used to know well.I hadn't seen Zachary in a year, and he looked like a completely different person. He had lost his former high spirits, leaving him looking thoroughly drained and defeated.When he saw me in my exquisite wedding dress, Zachary's eyes instantly welled up, his face a picture of despair. "Daisy—"I politely cut him off, saying, "Please don't address me in such an intimate manner. Harry won't be h
Zachary violently kicked open the private room door and strode toward Wendy, his eyes completely bloodshot while his entire body radiated a terrifying chill.A brief panic flickered across Wendy's eyes, though she masked it almost immediately. She forced a stiff smile, trying to brush off what she had just said. "W-What brings you here, Zachary? I was just joking around with my friends—"Before she could finish her excuses, Zachary grabbed her by the neck, the veins on his arm bulging from the sheer force he used.Wendy's friends screamed in horror.Zachary ignored them, his mind replaying what Wendy had just said. "You're saying the pills you gave me for Daisy weren't allergy medication? They were just vitamin C? How dare you, Wendy!"He tightened his grip, leaving Wendy unable to make a sound except for raspy, breathy gasps.Hearing the commotion inside the private room, the people outside rushed in, worried things would turn fatal. It took three or four men to wrestle Zachar
"W-Wendy?" Zachary pushed Wendy away forcefully, looking completely flustered. "W-What are you doing here? Where's Daisy?"Wendy was still asleep when Zachary pushed her off the bed. She crashed to the floor and woke with a jolt of pain. She was about to curse him out, but her fury faded as soon as she looked at him. She gazed at him shyly and asked, "What are you talking about? I'm the one who stayed with you last night, Zachary…"Zachary glared at her, furious. "You weren't the one I was supposed to meet last night! Where is Daisy? You promised you'd bring her here. How the hell did I end up with you, Wendy?"Wendy looked irritated for a second before she suppressed it and adopted an aggrieved expression. "I-I couldn't get hold of Daisy at her workplace last night… I didn't want to leave you hanging, so I went to the restaurant instead."I was going to explain everything when we got somewhere private… but you were so drunk that you thought I was Daisy, and then we…"She traile
"You'd do that for me?" Zachary asked, pleasantly surprised."Of course! I'll even keep everything under wraps. I'll make sure Daisy gets an unforgettable proposal!" Wendy exclaimed."Awesome! I'll head over to the restaurant now to set things up. You can pick Daisy up and bring her over later!" Zachary ended the call and excitedly grabbed his car keys, heading to the fine-dining restaurant.Meanwhile, Wendy's expression hardened, her eyes burning with jealousy and rage. She kept muttering under her breath, a malicious scheme taking shape in her mind. "Zachary is mine! I'll never let you have him, Daisy!"…At 8:00 pm, Zachary was standing on the second-floor balcony in his suit, waiting for Daisy. He kept adjusting his tie, his eyes drifting to the entrance again and again. He had never been rattled while handling multi-million-dollar deals, but now his palms were clammy with nerves.Just then, a figure appeared at the entrance.Zachary looked over right away and spotted












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