Public Betrayal: I Gifted Her Our Token of Love

"What cologne are you wearing today, Teodoro? It smells so good."

Cristina Ghedini's flirtatious voice echoed throughout the quiet villa as if she had spoken directly into a megaphone. Every single word was dripping with provocation.

Satisfaction and joy were written all over Teodoro Lamperti's face. He swept his gaze across the crowd surrounding him when he suddenly noticed the villa had grown too quiet, his eyes finally landing on me, who had remained pathetically crumpled on the ground.

He subconsciously pushed Cristina away, but immediately held her hand and patted it lightly when he realized that his actions might have been too harsh.

"That's enough fooling around, Cristina. Don't forget that Serafina's the star of the party today."

Cristina coyly bumped her fist against Teodoro's chest, saying, "Oh, Teodoro! I don't think we're stealing Serafina's thunder just by playing a little game. You're not that petty, right, Serafina Juliano?"

I was rendered speechless by her words.

From Cristina's perspective, something as intimate as a kiss, which should be reserved for couples, was just "a little game".

Our friends glanced at me nervously. They were familiar with my character and knew what would happen next. They assumed that I would react like how I always did—berate Teodoro for his wrongs, accuse him of neglecting me, and storm up to him for an argument.

However, I simply got back up to my feet slowly and gently smoothed out my skirt, elegantly brushing away nonexistent dust as if I was cleaning myself of filth.

I raised my hands that were callused from years of relentless work and gently removed the diamond ring—Ocean's Heart—from my finger.

I had used the money I earned from my first money-laundering job to buy the Ocean's Vow, a set of matching rings that cost three million dollars. I wanted to use the rings as our tokens of love for each other.

The ocean was a symbol of limitless love, accurately describing the ardent love I harbored for Teodoro.

I walked over to Cristina and slipped the ring onto her finger. Surprisingly, it was a perfect fit. I couldn't help but think how ironic the entire situation was.

I smiled innocently and spoke casually as if I was just talking about the weather, saying, "I'm giving this to you."