Wanna Fake His Death? I Beat Him to It

Travis Luther swirled his glass of wine, a smirk playing on his lips."I've been playing the devoted boyfriend part for so long. Thought it was finally ending, but turns out she's tougher to kill than I expected."His voice dripped with impatience.This Travis was completely unrecognizable from the man who'd prayed at my hospital bedside for my recovery."I wish I could trade my life for yours. Please, let's not give up, okay?"Tears had streamed down his face uncontrollably back then.He must have forgotten that today was my birthday.Travis had promised he'd spend every birthday with me, without fail.When I couldn't reach him today, my first thought was that something had happened to him.Because until now, I'd trusted Travis completely. There was no way he would forget my birthday.After searching for hours, someone told me they'd spotted him nearby.One of Travis's friends poured him another drink, asking cautiously, "So what are you going to do about this engagement? I

I studied fashion design in college—it had always been my dream.I'd won the Young Designer Award and had job offers lined up.But breast cancer treatment turned everything to dust.Now I plan to return to design.Travis might be waiting to see me cry for him, so he moved up the wedding date.He took me to look at wedding dresses.Staring at the dazzling array of gowns, I once thought marrying for love, wearing a dress I designed myself, would make me truly happy.But that was too much of a luxury now.At this point, the dress didn't matter—after all, I was marrying Travis.Meanwhile, Travis fussed over everything, taking forever to choose."This one looks good, but it's too revealing. Do you like a train? The sleeves on this one are too big, you wouldn't like it. Bring out all your haute couture pieces...""Sarah, what should I wear? How about this one?"The way he was putting effort into the wedding, you'd think he genuinely wanted to marry me."You look handsome in anyt

Rain poured outside. I only wanted to bring an umbrella to my fiancé but ended up overhearing everything in the private room.Inside, Travis was surrounded by friends, the man of the hour at tonight's party."It's not like we're actually getting married, so why all this fuss?" Despite his annoyed tone, his eyes gave away his amusement.His buddies poured him drinks, pretending to be hurt."Come on, Travis, you've been MIA since that yacht party. We've missed you, man. We just needed an excuse to drag you out for some fun."Since that day, Travis had been glued to my side, never letting me out of his sight.Travis smirked like he'd heard a joke."If I don't make it convincing, how else will she break down crying for me at the wedding?"What do they call it—withdrawal symptoms? Before I bail, might as well give her some sweet memories to cling to."Everyone roared with laughter.To them, I was nothing but entertainment.Only when Elaine came up did they watch their words."I

"I fell in love with you, Sarah. After everything you fought through, how could you just throw your life away?"Travis screamed with bloodshot eyes, struggling against those holding him back, desperate to jump in after me."Sarah, I was wrong. Please don't leave me. I swear I've learned my lesson."Worried he might do something stupid, someone tried to comfort him."Travis, we haven't found her body yet. Maybe she's still alive."Travis regained some composure, covering his face as he gave orders.He contacted a recovery team, offering them a million-dollar deposit."No matter how much money it costs, no matter how many people it takes, I need to find her! Dead or alive, I refuse to believe Sarah would just abandon me!"Travis stood at the riverbank screaming my name.He was so hysterical that it took three men to hold him back, afraid he'd jump in.Travis cried until he couldn't breathe, then passed out.An ambulance arrived, finally ending the livestream.The reporters hi

A reporter captured the moment, and it went viral.I immediately recognized the bracelet as the one he had prayed with.Travis knew I was alive.Seeing me acknowledge this, Travis cautiously took a few steps toward me."Yes, I saw you during a business trip to Milan. I had people ask around and learned you were doing well.""Sarah, congratulations on achieving your dream. I genuinely want you to be happy."Travis played the part of a devoted lover, restrained yet longing.But that wasn't the real him.I scoffed, leaving Travis confused."Travis, aren't you tired of pretending?"Travis looked hurt, his face filled with bewilderment.—His expression suggested someone had wronged him.I continued, "If Henry hadn't pressured your family, would you have let me go?"At these words, his dark eyes grew menacing.Travis's face transformed, revealing a possessive rage beneath.His lips curved into a smile. "Sarah, you belong to me.""If Henry hadn't forced my company's hand and