Served on a Silver Platter

The atmosphere in the private room fell into a strangely tense silence for a few seconds.Just when everyone thought the young woman was about to be coldly turned away, Peter Sullivan chuckled lightly and pulled her into his arms in one swift movement.He said with a smirk, "You're the first one bold enough to try this. What's your name?"His low and dulcet whisper was seductive and intoxicating. Following his question, the atmosphere in the room became heated with sexual tension."I… I'm Sammy Evans," replied the young woman shyly as she sat on Peter's lap.Then, she turned around to flash me a provocative smile.My expression stiffened. I tried to smile, but I failed spectacularly, and it faded into a grimace."Sammy, huh?" I murmured her name under my breath with trembling lips. Sammy was Samantha Hartley's nickname. Samantha had been Peter's first love, who had unfortunately passed away at a young age.This was such a fitting coincidence. No wonder the moment she walked

I was the daughter my parents sold off.Three million dollars was nothing for the Sullivans. But with that amount, they bought my chastity and the last shred of my dignity.From that moment on, I became the disgrace loathed by all. Everyone said I was a festering sore stuck to Peter's otherwise stellar resume. They said I was the one stain that marred his reputation and embarrassed him.I stumbled out of the hotel in a daze. As I made my way around the building, passersby turned to look at me with eyes full of disdain.From the glass window, I saw my reflection. I was soaked in filth and my clothes were ragged, like a beggar's. I looked completely out of place against the glittering luxury of the hotel behind me.By the time I made it back home, it was well past midnight. No matter how many times I punched in the code at the door, I couldn't get it. Peter always changed the passcode whenever he brought a new woman home for the night.After the umpteenth failed attempt, somethin

I underwent my first health exam after I had half of my liver removed. When I saw the doctor shaking his head and sighing, strangely, I felt a sense of peace.It was a good thing that I was beyond saving now. Otherwise, I wouldn't even know what reason or method I could use to justify dying.The doctor told me gently and helplessly that my body had reached its limit. With some difficulty, he informed me that I had only one more month left to live in this "beautiful" world.But I smiled brightly and replied, "This world was never that beautiful to begin with. Once you peel back what's on the surface, all that's left is hypocrisy and deceit."With what little money I had saved over the years, I bought a burial plot for myself. It was in a tiny rural village, but the cemetery was vast and filled with the memories of others who had passed.That made me feel a little less alone.I spent the rest of my days in the hospital. There was only one last thing left to deal with, and that wa

"Peter, when do you plan on marrying Sammy?" Fabian Evans asked upon getting a little tipsy. "As soon as I finalize the divorce with that woman, I'll marry Sammy," Peter answered smoothly."Isn't it kind of a jinx to get divorced and remarried right away?" Fabian muttered.I sat silently in a corner, cursing under my breath, "You're the jinx! Your whole family is jinxed!"Peter scratched his nose awkwardly. "Don't worry, Fabian. I'll give Sammy the perfect wedding. She won't suffer any form of mistreatment in my household."Fabian relaxed and let out a repulsive, evil laugh.In that moment, I suddenly understood those scenes in movies where the villains feasted, plotting to get their way by stepping on the corpses of the innocent.Then, I noticed Peter's phone light up a few times with a familiar number. It seemed to be the hospital.Without thinking, Peter answered it. He was utterly stunned the moment he heard the words from the other end."Is this Mr. Sullivan? Your wife's

Sammy didn't know I was dead. She was still looking forward to her wedding with Peter, which was just a week away.Peter accompanied her to pick out the dress, choose the rings, and go through all the motions. But on the day of the wedding, he pulled a disappearing act.Sammy went mad, scouring the city for him.Every media outlet had shown up with cameras rolling to capture what was meant to be the wedding of the century.Now, it became the perfect scoop with the headline, "Groom Vanishes on Wedding Day."And where was the missing groom? He was standing quietly before my gravestone, holding a bouquet of my favorite white roses.His phone vibrated nonstop with calls from Penelope and Sammy. Annoyed, Peter simply hurled his phone into the shallow creek nearby.I winced watching his expensive phone sink to the bottom. After Penelope broke my phone, I couldn't bring myself to buy a new one. But Peter had just tossed away a thousand-dollar phone like a banana peel.A gentle drizz