All Chapters of The Realtor and My Fiancé: Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

8 Chapters

Chapter 1

After Asher and I visited Grandpa’s house, our wedding plans were finally set. That evening, we drove off in the Rolls-Royce Grandpa gifted us, planning to check out a newly developed luxury apartment complex nearby for our future home.The moment we arrived at the property, I made a quick stop at the restroom. In my haste, I accidentally bumped into a female sales agent as she stepped out. "Watch where you're going, will you?" she snapped, her voice neither loud nor soft, but clearly condescending.I glanced at her name tag: Sophia Duke, Senior Property Consultant. Her disdainful gaze flicked over me, and she sneered, lowering her voice to say, "Some people think carrying a knockoff bag makes them a socialite. "Posing for pictures in luxury properties and using the restrooms here without buying anything is just pathetic, don’t you think?" I inhaled deeply, ready to retort, when she bumped her shoulder against mine and strode off arrogantly.Once I emerged from the restr

Chapter 2

When Sophia heard my angry outburst, she immediately put on a look of wide-eyed innocence. “Miss Gwen, I’m so sorry! I was just trying to press the elevator button for you!“Please, don’t report me. I’m just a sales consultant, not like you. You can probably get a house with just a bat of your eyelashes. You can yell at me all you want later. Just… please don’t file a complaint.” Seeing that the spot where her heel had landed was red, Asher kneeled down, gently massaging the top of my foot. He looked up, concerned, but said, “Gwen, let it go. I don’t think she did it on purpose. I’ll carry you if it hurts.” My chest tightened with frustration, but I forced myself to calm down. We were here to pick out a home, after all. Grandpa had only recently approved our engagement, and I didn’t want to ruin the mood. I took a deep breath and nodded stiffly. Once we entered the model home, the pain in my foot became too much, and I looked for somewhere to sit. However, just as I wa

Chapter 3

When Sophia dropped the phrase “godfather”, her words carried a deliberately suggestive undertone. Asher and I both turned to her simultaneously. She pretended to realize “her mistake” too late and immediately stammered, “Miss Gwen… I didn’t mean it like that… It just clicked that I might’ve seen you before…” Asher’s brows furrowed as he turned to me, his confusion evident. “Gwen, what does she mean by godfather?” I barely had time to respond before Sophia eagerly jumped in. “Mr. Asher, please don’t misunderstand…” She hesitated theatrically, then continued, “Last month, I saw Miss Gwen with a man here at our development. At that time, she called him Godfather… Later, on a phone call, I heard her call someone else the same thing.” She smiled sheepishly in my direction. “But it’s possible I misheard.”I dragged out a slow, mocking “Hmm…” and met her gaze with a smirk. “No, you didn’t misremember. I did buy two properties from this development. Is there a problem with that

Chapter 4

I frowned. I knew this golf course well—it was a wedding gift from my father to Asher. Lately, he had been spending a lot of time there, claiming he was overseeing its management. Christine, sensing my silence, carefully added, “Sophia didn’t notice me nearby, but I overheard her telling a client that she’s Mr. Asher’s personal assistant…” Personal assistant? A real estate agent suddenly transformed into Asher’s personal assistant? Suppressing my anger, I thanked Christine and immediately drove to the golf course. At the entrance, my car was stopped by security. “Excuse me, miss. Do you have a reservation?“This facility is reservation-only.” He continued, giving me a dismissive once-over. “Our boss also requires asset verification for entry. If your net worth isn’t over one million, you can’t go in.” I took off my sunglasses and glared at him coldly. “Oh? Sounds like your boss sets the bar pretty low.” Without waiting for his reaction, I stepped out of the car

Chapter 5

The air grew tense for a moment after those words. Sophia, putting on a pitiful act, tugged at Asher’s sleeve and said in a syrupy voice, “Boss, does Gwen not like me being here?“Why, though? She’s already gotten me kicked out of my real estate job, and now she still won’t leave me alone...” She glanced up at him with a helpless, doe-eyed look. “I had no other choice but to come to you.” However, Asher didn’t even acknowledge her words. His piercing gaze was fixed on me, veins bulging on the back of his hands. He clearly couldn’t believe I’d called off the wedding. It took him a long moment to find his voice, but when he did, it wasn’t directed at me or Sophia. He spun around and shouted furiously at Christine, “Why are you trying to ruin my relationship with Gwen? What did you tell her?!” Christine didn’t flinch under his glare. Instead, she let out a dry laugh before pointing at Sophia and replying slowly, “All I did was tell Gwen the truth. After the two of you

Chapter 6

After sending the message, I didn’t rush to leave. Instead, I casually pulled a chair over, sat down with elegance, and looked at them. “Asher, you’ve taken freeloading to a whole new level. And you still have the audacity to act so smug? Truly, you’ve opened my eyes.” It was then Asher realized I was serious. He crouched at my feet, wiping the tears off my face with his hand. His voice softened as he pleaded, “Gwen, don’t do this. If not for yourself, think about the house we bought together…“It’s a joint purchase. Both our names are on it. Half of it is mine, and you should care about that money too, right?”“You can’t leave me, and I won’t leave you, either. You have to believe me. I really do love you. I’ll never let you go.” I stared at the man before me, who now felt like a stranger. In the past, I might have been swayed by his words, lulled into forgiving him yet again. Now, however, his voice only felt hollow. Once, he had been a poor scholarship student tha

Chapter 7

When Asher realized the men standing before him were all powerful figures he couldn’t afford to offend, he quickly raised his hands in a panic. “No, no, you’ve got it all wrong! Gwen and I are engaged. I was only acting out of concern. Please, gentlemen, understand my situation.” His words had barely left his mouth when Bill stepped forward and punched him square in the face. “You’ve been using my goddaughter’s money to keep a mistress?!” Bill roared. His fiery gaze landed on Sophia, who was cowering behind Asher. “Her? Seriously?” Harry didn’t hold back, either. “Who did you think you were five years ago, huh? If it weren’t for Gwen’s kindness, you wouldn’t be where you are right now!” “Exactly! You’ve got some nerve, spending her money on this nonsense. Take a good look in the mirror, and see what you’re worth!” The room erupted with uncles and godfathers tearing into Asher, their words as cutting as knives. He shrank under their onslaught, his face pale and drenc

Chapter 8

The next two weeks could only be described as a spectacular downfall for Asher. First, his company wasted no time firing him. Then, I hired the best lawyer in town to reclaim the mansion we were supposed to share as a wedding home. Of course, Asher didn’t take it lying down. He showed up outside my office multiple times, causing a scene, only to be promptly thrown out by security every time. “Gwen! You can’t do this to me! I’m your fiancé!” I crossed my arms, watching him with a faint smirk. “Not anymore.”“You… you’re trying to drive me to my death!” he shouted, his face contorted with rage. I scoffed. “I’m not driving you anywhere. You’re the one who dug your own grave.” From the envy of everyone as the supposed “son-in-law of a real estate mogul,” Asher plummeted to nothing more than a penniless nobody. As for Sophia, without Asher to fund her lifestyle, she returned to her previous job as a real estate saleswoman. One day, I received a call from Christine

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