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The large hall was filled with the elites, business allies, his friends, and some other people whom I couldn't recognize. Honestly, I barely recognized half of the people in the room.
“Congratulations to Mr Alex Montgomery for his latest accomplishment, he has risen to the second spot on the ranks of the best construction companies in the country after his latest major contracts…” A deafening applause filled the room before the man could complete his words.
I used to swell in pride and happiness over this kind of announcement, but I felt indifferent as I stood there beside him.
"Smile a little, honey,” his voice drifted into my ear, and my heart constricted in rage.
I forced my pursed lips to stretch into a smile, then clapped along with the guests.
“Oh, we all know that this all wouldn't have been possible without the help of my gorgeous wife, Ashley Montgomery." Alex’s voice broke through the ovation, and silence fell in the room.
My hands clenched around each other, and I took a deep breath, then raised my head and smiled at the guests whose eyes were all fixed on me.
“A cheer to the most gorgeous woman in the hall, Mrs Ashley!” The MC howled, and ovations filled the hall again.
A sickening feeling rushed into me as he clasped his hands around my waist and pulled me closer, smiling down at me.
I stared into his sparkling eyes in disbelief, terribly shaken.
I used to believe those warm eyes held love and that smile was true, but now, I realize it was all a pretense with no originality whatsoever.
"Smile,” he whispered as he leaned closer and tucked a strand of hair behind my ear.
I wore the mask again and slowly wriggled away from him, giving him an excuse to attend to the guests.
I moved from one guest to another, exchanging pleasantries and waiting for them to chant how they envied me.
I could feel Alex's eyes on my back as I moved around the hall with a false smile on my face.
I was sure he must have caught up with something, but I couldn't place it.
Lilian was still not in the hall, and I wasn't allowed to use my phone when the party was still going on.
“Mrs Montgomery?" A deep, dark voice called out, and I spun around.
My eyes dimmed as I ran my gaze over the tall, athletic man towering over me with dark grey eyes that burned into mine.
He didn't have a smiling face like the others, nor did he have a welcoming spirit around him.
“How may I help you? Are you having fun?" I asked cheerfully.
His moist, full lips twitched up, and I saw disgust flash across his eyes.
“Fun cannot be in the same sentence with this lame party!" He spat, and the smile on my face dropped.
I drew closer to him, frowning deeply even though I felt immensely amused by his response.
“You can't say that about a party you were invited to. You need to show respect to the host at least," I muttered.
His cheekbones raised, and his shoulders squared as he leaned down to my height.
My heart skipped, and I flashed my eyes around the crowded hall. No one seemed to be minding us, but Alex had his eyes on me as always, a deep frown on his face.
“What a shame, that tasteless man doesn't deserve a beauty like you,” he muttered, and my breath ceased for a moment.
I stared at him in shock, wondering who he was and why he said that.
People had always voiced out their desire to have my marriage as theirs, but no one has ever said Alex didn't deserve me.
"Ash!” Someone called, and I turned around to answer whoever the person was.
"Here!”
The smile I was about to pull into my face disappeared when I saw Alex's younger sister waving at me.
I sighed loudly, and I turned to face the stranger again, but he was already gone.
My brows narrowed in confusion, but I shrugged the feeling off the next second and turned to get more champagne, but stumbled into someone.
“I'm sorry!" I gasped and looked up to meet a pair of sparkling ocean blue eyes.
“Alex's wife?" The man that I had stumbled into asked, and I nodded.
He had a slim figure but a face that many could kill for and a jawline so sharp that you would think it could cut a stone.
“Ashley," I stretched out my hand, smiling lightly.
“Beautiful name," he muttered.
“You must be a friend of my husband," I muttered. It felt weird to call him my husband after what had happened between us.
“Friend?" He chuckled, throwing his head back.
“No way, I'm not a friend…” The smile on his face faded, and he stepped closer.
"I'm rather a foe.”
The smile on my face faded again, and I huffed.
"Then why are you here?”
"To keep your enemy down, you need to have him right beside you, you understand what I mean, right?” He chuckled, and my eyes dimmed.
"Why are you telling me this?” I asked. He shrugged and parted his lips to reply.
"Honey!”
My heart sank when I felt his cold grip wrap around my wrist.
"Who are you?” He asked as he faced the guest.
The man straightened up, his eyes sparkling again.
"A friend,” he muttered and didn't waste a second more before disappearing into the crowd.
"I should have the security tightened more,” Alex muttered.
I narrowed my eyes, not saying a word.
His hand snaked around my waist again, and my fist clenched.
“Let's dance," he muttered. I wanted to say no, but I couldn't, not with the number of people watching us closely for faults.
If only Lilian would be faster with the revelation.
“Smile and be a good girl, my love,” he whispered as he led me to the dancefloor. My heart ached, and anger burned me up as I forced a smile onto my face and pretended to be happy.
His hand wrapped firmly around my waist and pressed my body against his, smirking.
I was burning with rage and pain, yet kept smiling.
“I've told you not to leave my side ever. When did you get so stubborn, huh?" He muttered as we swirled around the dancefloor, moving to the tunes of the Waltz drifting over the hall.
My hands dropped onto his shoulders, and my eyes glared into his.
“Don't act so cheeky, Alex, the contract hasn't been signed completely,” I whispered, and he scoffed.
"You don't even have any proof I'm cheating,” he muttered, and my heart tightened.
"I might not need proof to make your company's stock crash,” I muttered.
His grip on my waist tightened, and pain shot across my body.
"We'll see about that,” he almost sneered out.
I chuckled lightly.
Yes, we would see who would laugh last.
Just before the music stopped, the doors pulled open, and Lilian walked in, her stiletto hitting the glass floor so gracefully.
All eyes turned in her direction, and her star aura filled the hall.
Her red dress, which was split up to her mid-thigh, flowed behind her in a lazy train, and her beautiful face wore heavy make-up that made her stand out among the women in the hall.
That was how famous she was as an actress wherever she stepped.
I chuckled, ready to end it all.
“Is it true, Mrs Ashley?" I swung my head to the side when Alex's best friend addressed me with his phone in his hand.
It has been exposed.
I pulled off a shocked expression, acting clueless.
“What are you talking about?" I asked.
The corners of his eyes wrinkled in disgust, and he pushed the phone towards me.
“You are cheating on Alex?!" He snapped.
My heart dropped, and I felt my head swing as I staggered back in horror.
“What… what do you mean?” I gasped.
I looked at Alex, and my belly knotted at the sinister smile on his face.
I grabbed the phone from him and scrolled through the pictures on his phone. The article accusing me of cheating was already viral, with tons and tons of nasty comments under it.
A clear picture of me kissing Lilian's boyfriend and holding hands with him on what looked like a date glared at me in the phone.
Alex… he did this!
The phone dropped from my hand, and I staggered back, my head swirling at the glaring eyes targeted at me.
The hall suddenly felt hot and air-deprived.
Everywhere I turned, there was an eye burning me alive and eating me up. Murmurs filled the air as I stood in the middle of the hall, confused, horrified, broken, and scared.
Alex was faster than I was. He made me the cheater and him the victim.
How was he able to do this?
I looked up at him with eyes filled with tears. How could he be so cruel?
“Is it true, honey? I wanted to doubt it, I wanted to," he said in a quivering voice, acting shocked.
I wanted to spit in his face, but I was too dumbstruck to move an inch.
I felt helpless and naked in that hall with no one to save me aside…
“Lilian!" I gasped, spun around, and rushed towards her.
I grabbed her hands with eyes full of tears and my head shaking.
“You need to tell the truth, you need to expose it," I blurted out.
Lilian's smile widened, and she tilted her head to the side.
“I have," she muttered, and my head shot back.
“What?" I gasped in confusion.
She tore her hand out of my grip and grabbed my shoulders, leaning forward with an evil grin on her face.
"Do you love my surprise, Ash?”
ASHLEY “Cheers!” Our glasses clinked and everyone gulped down their glass of wine. Lauren had thrown a small party on my behalf to celebrate my success and the inheritance of the company. I had only invited a few of my actor friends and other people I got close to after my return. I had also sent an invitation to Lillian but she rejected it. I was glad she did, though, I was planning to embarrass and mock her in front of everyone. “Congratulations, sweetheart,” Chloe stepped forward with a wrapped box. My lips twitched up in a smile as I took the gift from her. “Thank you,” I muttered. “You're about to become a billionaire,” she said as she tilted her head to the side and watched me. I chuckled at her words, my cheeks staining with pride. “You're flattering me, Chloe,” I muttered. She laughed and gave a hug before walking off to chat with her friends present. My gaze shifted to my brother who was standing in front of the cellar, a glass of whiskey in his hand and his ey
ASHLEY The room went silent the moment I walked in.Margaret had insisted on having my father's will read out tonight. Since no one would listen to me, I had no choice but to silently agree.I knew everything was going to go in their favor and I would have to move out of the family house completely.It would be my last night stepping into this house.I took a deep breath, returned the glares of everyone in the large room, and sat down at the far end of the room, away from everyone.I could hear Margaret chuckle mockingly under her breath when I sat down.I was sure she had a party prepared to be launched after the company and all of father's property would be announced to be her son’s“I didn't expect you to show up after the embarrassment you made our family face,” Aunt Jessica blurted out.My lip stretched into a smile as I turned my head to look at her.“You mean the embarrassment my father's son made your family face?” I muttered, stressing the word ‘your’.She frowned deeply alo
ASHLEY My chest tightened when the voice of my father's son filled the garden. I stood frozen, staring at the entrance of the garden while murmurs and shrieks surrounded me. My fist clenched as he staggered into the garden, a grin on his face. He staggered fully in, his eyes narrowing and his feet trembling. He looked like a tout in those stupid, colorful clothes, and his hair was a mess, a spiky mess. I clenched my jaw, glaring hatefully at him as he staggered deeper into the garden, his grin widening when his eyes shifted in my direction. “Hello everyone! Inam back!” He growled and my face heated in embarrassment. “Is that your brother?” Lauren whispered, mockery evident in her voice. I sighed out, closing my eyes as anger roared through me. Margaret walked briskly towards her son and gripped his arm, whispering words to him. The grin on his face faded and he looked at me. Our eyes locked and I could swear I saw hatred dash across those eyes. I wasn't surprised. That was al
ASHLEY I didn't know what to do as I stood there, dumbstruck and confused. My heart was racing in my chest, my belly was twisted in horror and I felt a sinking, weakening feeling enveloping every part of me. I gulped hard, my throat still dry and tight as I stared at the necklace. She was the one who had bought the second one. How was that possible? Why didn't I know all this while? I gasped and began to draw closer, slower this time. Before I could get closer to where she stood so I could question her, someone grabbed my hand from behind and dragged me out of the place. My heart dropped into the bottom of my belly and rage sparked through me as I struggled to get the hands of whoever was holding me off my wrist. From the corner of my eyes as I struggled, I saw Margaret turn in the direction of the place I once stood. “Let go of me!" I spat and jerked my hand away from his grip. The person turned and it turned out to be Skylar. I scoffed, disappointed that it wasn't Michae
ASHLEYMichael let go of my hand when his friends came over to greet him. We were back at the funeral party being hosted in my father's garden. That was his favorite part of the garden. It irritated me that that was the part Margaret decided to throw her stupid party. I knew behind those black dresses and small talk, there was happiness and excitement. All I'd heard since I was standing here was the possibility of the inheritance becoming Margaret's and her children's.Everyone at the party had pretended like Michael and I didn't exist. Even though Michael wasn't interested in things like that, he was obviously pissed to see the direction of every conversation we decided to be part of.I sighed and rubbed my wrist, glancing at the flowers my father was watering the day I came to see him. The last day I saw him alive and smiling.“Miss Carter." I turned when someone mentioned my name behind me.The smile that I was about to throw onto my face disappeared when my eyes fell on Mrs. Morg
ASHLEYI watched silently with a heavy heart as they lowered the gold coffin into the ground. Margaret wailed loudly beside me, and Karen followed along with their false cries.I pinned my blurry gaze on the casket, barely batting an eyelid over the people who gathered to console their fake cries.If I should bat an eyelid, tears would definitely slip out of my eyes and expose the weakest part of me.I sighed and closed my eyes, feeling that pain-filled sting in my chest.“To ashes we come, to ashes we return," the priest said, and the people chorused a quivering Amen.I sucked in a deep breath, gripping the hem of my black dress as they began to lay him down in a place I would never see him again.My throat burned in pain and rage, and my heart ached so badly that I feared it would burst out in flames. I shouldn't have stared, but I did anyway. I wanted to watch as they buried him. I wanted to feel that pain, that rage. I wanted to taste that unquenchable thirst of vengeance.I stood
SKYLAR Skylar gripped my hand tighter as we made our way into the dining hall. It was furnished with the finest gold from the ceiling to the table in the middle of the hall. Expensive china plates and cups were lined up on the table and bottles and glasses of wine were placed at different sides
ASHLEY Of all places to take me to it had to be his bedroom?There was no way I would enter his room, not after his shameless behavior with his ex-girlfriend, friend, or whatever the fuck she was.I scoffed and turned around for the large doors, intending to protest but a thought hit me.I paused,
SKYLAR My eyes remained glued to the closed door that she had walked through, my heart clenching in anger. The anger wasn't directed at her, but at myself. For being foolish and sticking to Anastasia's side instead. I had done it, not for Anastasia, but for her. I looked up at my mom and saw th
ASHLEY The space between us snapped as he pulled me in. The kiss was no longer as gentle as I thought it would. It was desperate, charged with his hidden desires and the anger I poured into him that gala night.I gripped his huge arm and pressed my chest against him, gasping into his mouth.His to







