He Proposed… Three Years Too Late

I reached the hotel entrance, about to call my family for a ride, when I heard hurried footsteps behind me."Alexa!"Grayson came rushing out, Tanya trailing after him, her face pale and drawn."What exactly are you trying to do?" I frowned."You've gone too far today," Grayson snapped, taking the offensive. "Again and again, you've rejected me. I know you're angry, but if you keep this up, I'll start taking it seriously."I rolled my eyes, took a deep breath, and said firmly, "I am serious. Grayson, I'm not accepting your proposal. I stopped loving you three years ago. Besides, I'm already married."Unexpectedly, Grayson let out a short, incredulous laugh. "You don't have to play the married act in front of me. I'm really getting angry.""Yes, Alexa," Tanya chimed in, moving closer. "Everyone knows you love Grayson. How could you possibly marry someone else? Grayson loves you too. So, I'm willing to let you two be…"She said this while putting on the same tearful, pitiful expr

On the day of the engagement, Grayson had invited hundreds of media outlets—both to create hype and to prove the strength of Caldwell Group to potential investors.During the ceremony, he wore a façade of deep affection, endlessly narrating to reporters how perfect our love was. I stood beside him, expressionless.Then, when he played the photos from his "proposal day," his face went pale.Because the content on the screen wasn't our romantic moments at all—it was a record of Grayson and Tanya's relationship: irrefutable proof of his affair.There were photos of them celebrating holidays together, screenshots of their sweet chats, even some intimate pictures far beyond innocent.I took the microphone from him, wiped away imaginary tears for the cameras, and said, "Actually, Grayson had already been unfaithful three years ago!"He tricked me on New Year's Eve, promising to propose, but stood me up and stayed with his mistress all along! From that day forward, we were already over.

The scandalous news was only the first step—I knew it wasn't enough to take down Caldwell Group entirely.I leaked it merely to avenge his infidelity all those years ago.In fact, I had been planning the acquisition for two years, long before returning to the country.Every project Caldwell Group had undertaken in the past six months had been subtly manipulated by me, because Grayson would never suspect that the assistant he trusted most was actually my agent.His personal assistant was a student I had funded. I had arranged for them to enter Caldwell Group and, over the course of a year, rise to their current position.Through this assistant, I learned the details of many of Caldwell Group's projects, including their tax evasion schemes—but I lacked concrete evidence.I only needed one opportunity, one chance to obtain proof.Today, my visit to Caldwell Group was precisely to elicit that chance from Grayson himself.The moment I left Caldwell Group, I compiled all the evidence

Lucas signaled to the assistant behind him, and the assistant immediately scooped up our daughter and left.Once she was gone, Lucas stepped closer, placing me behind him like a shield. He cupped my face, studying me carefully, then pressed a gentle kiss to my forehead."She was quite a handful," he murmured. "I got back late, but I'm glad you're safe.""Daughter?" Grayson's voice trembled with disbelief. "You actually… have a daughter with him?"He lunged at Lucas in a blind rage, trying to push him away, but Lucas shoved him back with equal force.A punch flew. Grayson retaliated with a savage blow.And then they were locked in a furious struggle.I couldn't just stand by. I wasn't about to let Lucas lose. I dashed into the house, grabbed a broom, and slammed it into Grayson while he wasn't paying attention."You… hit me?" Grayson gasped, stunned, turning to glare at me.Lucas took the opportunity to kick him to the floor. "You're hitting me… for this man?""How many time