I Married the Richest Man After Being Dumped

During the three years I was gone, I never visited my parents’ graves.

Michael, my son, was a year old, so I brought him back to visit my parents.

While I pushed the stroller through the graveyard, I heard a familiar voice.

“Yelena, you’re back!”

When I looked over, I saw Iris, my childhood friend’s mother. She was standing not too far away.

She was delighted to see me, and she hurried over to me.

I greeted her politely, “Hello, Iris.”

She held my hand affectionately and looked at me with kindly eyes.

My lips curled up in a stiff smile as I avoided her gaze.

“It’s been a few years since I last saw you. You’ve grown thinner. You must have been through a lot.

“Niel did you wrong that year. That brat is visiting the graves of that woman’s parents. I’ll get him to apologize to you now.”

Before I could even say no, she had already called Niel. He was my childhood friend and ex-fiance.

Five minutes later, I saw Niel running over while gasping. Behind him was Cloud Stalner, his foster sister.

He was surprised to see me at first. But soon, his gaze turned as chilly as it was three years ago.

“When did you come back?”

Iris clicked her tongue and smacked his head.

“Pay attention to your tone, you brat?!”

Cloud immediately shielded Niel and looked at Iris pitifully. “Mom…”

Iris just scowled and refused to look at her.

Cloud’s expression stiffened. She started twiddling with her fingers.

After a long while, she finally seemed to spot me and appeared surprised.

“Yelena, when did you come back? I was wrong three years ago, but I just love Niel too much. Don’t worry. I won’t fight over him with you anymore.”

With absolute composure, I just watched Cloud with her act. Back when she came over to mock me, she had not appeared this pitiful.

Niel then switched places with Cloud and shielded her while he glared at me warily.

“I was wrong in the past, so Cloud isn’t to blame.”

I ignored them and simply looked at the fuming Iris.

“Iris, I have to visit my parents. Bye now.”

I then pushed the stroller forward.

However, Cloud suddenly blocked my path.

In a seemingly innocent fashion, she asked, “Is this your baby, Yelena?”

Niel approached us and observed my son with a nervous expression before sighing in relief. “It’s not. He doesn’t look like her at all.”

Indeed, Michael did not resemble me. He was basically a mini version of Saul Gaviera, his father.

Even so, I did not want to waste my breath on Niel, so I walked past him instead.

To my surprise, he grabbed Michael’s stroller and gave me a provocative look. “Yelena, you’ve been living such a hard life after leaving my side? You even became someone else’s nanny.

“Apologize to me, and I might reconsider marrying you.”

Apologize to him? He was the one who had abandoned me during our engagement party. Yet, he wanted me to apologize?