เข้าสู่ระบบMy wedding with Elena took place as scheduled.It took place amid the azure sea, pristine white sands, and blooming flowers.I watched Elena dressed in a pure white wedding gown. She was arm-in-arm with Mark, my father-in-law, as she walked toward me step by step.Her eyes brimmed with the gentlest starlight in the world.Her father solemnly placed her hand in mine.“Vedran Grant, I entrust my daughter to you.”“Rest assured, Mark,” I vowed, clasping Elena’s hand tightly. “I will love and protect her with my life.”Under the witness of the priest and all our loved ones, we exchanged rings and vowed to spend our lives together.When Elena kissed my lips, I heard the sound of waves, the sound of wind, and my clear and strong heartbeat.I knew I was truly happy.After the wedding, we traveled to many places for our honeymoon.We went from the north to see the Northern Lights, to the Savannah to witness the great animal migration, and to the south to explore various ancient civi
When Reed learned that Eira had no hope of turning things around, he immediately distanced himself from her.He issued a statement through his lawyer, claiming he too was a victim deceived by Eira. He claimed to have no knowledge of her forging any marriage certificates or deceiving me.He tried to absolve himself completely, but forgot that the internet would remember.Netizens quickly dug up his social media accounts from the past five years, where he flaunted my wealth, along with intimate photos of him and Eira.His lies crumbled under scrutiny, and he too became a target of online bullying.Apparently, he was pelted with eggs whenever he went out. He lost his job and eventually slunk away from the city.A pair who once thought themselves clever enough to manipulate everything ended up disgraced and abandoned by all.This farce finally drew to a close.I threw my heart and soul into my work at Grant Group.With my father and Elena’s help, I quickly got the hang of it.The
Eira started frantically calling me. However, I had long since changed my number.She then searched online for news about me. Her findings were flooded with headlines like “Grant family’s Only Son Found After Disappearance” and “Grant Group Facing New Changes.”In the photos, I wore a bespoke suit while standing beside my father, Albert Grant, and Elena. My expression was neutral and dignified.I was a world apart from the meek “Vedran Clarus” who had endured everything at her house.Only then did she truly realize she had lost the man who loved her most in the entire world.Driven to desperation by the Grant family’s legal team and crushing debts, Eira resorted to the most foolish tactic available, which was playing the victim.With her crutch in hand, she appeared at the gates of the Grant family estate daily. Her expression was one of deep affection and bitter regret.Soon, odd voices began circulating online. “What heartless tycoons! The girl’s leg is broken, yet she waits s
Over the past five years, they had exhausted every connection and resource they had. Even so, they still found no trace of me.Eira had gone too far. Not only did she alter my identity, but she also severed all ties between me and the outside world.That night, the family doctor conducted a thorough examination.Beyond a wrist fracture and superficial injuries, the greater issue was my burnout from long-term malnutrition and psychological suppression.Elena stayed by my bedside. She personally applied ointment to my wounds.Her movements were as gentle as if she were handling a priceless treasure.“I’m sorry, Vedran,” she murmured with her head down. Her voice was heavy with self-reproach. “I’m useless. It took me five years to find you.”I shook my head and clasped her hand. “It’s not your fault. You’re here now, and that’s all that matters.”She clasped my hand back and gripped it tightly, as if she was afraid I would vanish again.“Vedran,” she said while lifting her he
Elena’s arrival meant my five-year nightmare had finally ended.“Fiance?” Eira clutched her chest as she remained sprawled on the floor. Her expression shifted from shock to an absurd sneer.“What did you call him? Fiance? He’s nothing but a stray I picked up off the street…”Her words trailed off.Elena slowly rose to her feet. Without so much as a glance at Eira, she coldly uttered a single word to the bodyguards behind her.“Leg.”Two bodyguards immediately stepped forward and hoisted the still-screaming Eira like she was a sack.One of them grabbed the foot she had just stepped on me with and twisted it hard.Snap!The sharp crack of breaking bone echoed through the villa’s courtyard, accompanied by Eira’s blood-curdling scream.“Aaah—! My leg! My leg’s broken!”Reed was terrified out of his wits. He scrambled to flee, but the other bodyguard blocked his path.Elena finally turned to stare at Eira. Her gaze was cold, like she was observing a lifeless object.“This it
I watched them banter back and forth, like two clowns putting on a show.The wall clock read half-past seven. Elena would not arrive for another half hour.The thought of going home soon gave me peace of mind. I was not bothered to get angry. I merely smirked softly.“Do you want them washed? Fine!”With that, I yanked the filthy sheets off the bed and flung them right into Reed’s face. He was flustered and stunned.Before he could recover, I grabbed him and dragged him toward the washing machine.My sudden actions caught Eira off guard. It left her stunned for a moment.The next second, I roughly shoved both Reed and the sheets into the washing machine.“Dirty things need to be washed together!”“Ah! Vedran, you lunatic! Let me go!” Reed roared as he kicked around wildly in fury.I easily seized his wrist. Five years of housework had made me way stronger than this pampered man.Eira finally snapped out of it. She charged over and delivered a vicious kick to my stomach. The







