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Left Behind on My Wedding Day Chapter 17
A year later, I returned to the country and, with the encouragement of a lawyer friend, filed a lawsuit against my parents and brother to reclaim the money they had stolen from my bank account. All they could do was hurl insults at me, but their words were nothing more than a passing breeze, barely worth a second thought. With no home or money left in the city, they were forced to slink back to their rural hometown, drifting further and further from my life. There was no point wasting my breath on them anymore. When I received another offer for a long-term overseas position, a colleague handing over the transition paperwork couldn’t help gossiping. "Your ex-husband, Evan? He’s really hit rock bottom now," she said with a sly grin. Intrigued, I listened as she shared the details. Apparently, after realizing he couldn’t win me back, Evan returned to the country. He ended up living with Anne, who persisted in clinging to him. Anne, eager to secure her position, tried to use a
Left Behind on My Wedding Day Chapter 16
Life abroad went smoothly. My manager even entrusted me with organizing the next quarter’s special commentary series. However, Evan was relentless. He followed me overseas, delivering fresh roses every day and buying any piece of jewelry he noticed me glancing at in-store windows. Even a few of my foreign colleagues started joking about how I must have some irresistible charm, placing bets on what he’d gift me next. I returned everything he sent, untouched, with a note attached: "These gifts, like your love, are cheap and meaningless."Perhaps stung by those words, he started trying to do things he thought would actually matter. On Christmas Eve, during a snowstorm, he knelt outside my door, shivering as he confessed, "I’ll endure every bit of pain I ever made you go through." He looked battered and frail, a shadow of his former self, as snow fell and blanketed his shoulders. The sight reminded me of another snowy night, years ago. That time, my car broke down on a desert
Left Behind on My Wedding Day Chapter 15
After the divorce, I applied for a company program to study abroad. I had given up far too many opportunities for Evan, so much so that even my supervisor used to comment on how unfortunate it was for someone with my prestigious education to be held back. I rented an apartment near the office, but the harassment from my parents didn’t stop. They bombarded me with calls, even threatening to show up at my workplace to expose me for "not supporting my family." I was prepared to file a lawsuit against them, but to my surprise, Evan beat me to it and took them to court first. When he came to tell me this, I was in the middle of packing my bags for a late-night flight abroad. Watching me rush around, noticeably thinner from the stress and my workload, his expression was a mixture of regret and concern. "Claire, I know we’re divorced, but I can’t stop thinking about you. I’ve gone over the things you gave me again and again, reflecting on everything. I’ve realized how much I hurt
Left Behind on My Wedding Day Chapter 14
Evan was taken into custody, and an investigation was opened against him. His company’s stock plummeted, hitting a record low. When the police escorted me out of the villa, I stood in the courtyard, taking a deep breath of the fresh air I hadn’t tasted in what felt like forever. The police contacted my family, but when they arrived, it wasn’t concern on their faces—it was anger. "How could you send your husband to jail? Are you trying to ruin your life?" "Claire, how could you be so cruel? Evan treated you well, and this is how you repay him?" my brother sneered. I smiled brightly, meeting their accusations head-on. "Yes, I’m exactly that cruel. Are you just figuring that out now? Oh, and one more thing. As of today, I’m cutting ties with all of you." My father’s face turned red with fury as he stepped forward, ready to strike me. I casually stepped behind a police officer. "Hold on, don’t rush to attack me. You’ve taken plenty of money from the Scott family over the ye
Left Behind on My Wedding Day Chapter 13
Evan placed a hand on my shoulder. "I’ll arrange for the reporters. Just follow the script I’ve prepared, and everything will be fine." I nodded in agreement, subtly stepping out of his embrace. Sure enough, by the next day, the reporters had arrived. He couldn’t wait even a moment longer, unwilling to let his precious first love endure another day of public criticism. The script Evan had prepared for me was neatly printed out with lines meticulously crafted to shift all blame onto me. All I had to do was read it word for word, taking full responsibility for everything. The interview was a live broadcast, but I had been in front of cameras countless times for work and felt no trace of nerves. As the two bright lights illuminated my face, the broadcast began. Instantly, the live chat exploded with hateful comments, each one nastier than the last. I ignored them all, keeping my composure as the reporter prepared to begin. But instead of the script, I reached under the s
Left Behind on My Wedding Day Chapter 12
The next day, Evan came back, dark circles under his eyes making it clear he hadn’t slept all night. Rubbing his temples, he started with a command. "Claire, I’ve looked into what happened yesterday. Here’s the plan—you’ll just have to put up with the homewrecker label for now." I stared at him silently, and he avoided my gaze, adding, "Anne isn’t married yet. Her reputation can’t be tarnished." I had long known he would defend Anne unconditionally, but hearing it still struck me as absurd. "And what about my reputation? Does it not matter? Am I just supposed to accept the online abuse and insults?" Evan, completely unashamed, acted as though it wasn’t a big deal. "Well, you’re already married to me. Your reputation doesn’t matter as much anymore. Besides, isn’t your job all about dealing with this kind of stuff? If it really affects your work and you get fired, I can afford to take care of you." I worked as an on-air news analyst for a media company, and facing public
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