All Chapters of The Groom She Never Wanted : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

"Yeah." I stayed indifferent, glancing at the departure board. "Go. Keep stalling and Bryan's flight takes off."I waved a hand before turning away. "Hope you two are happy."***When I got home, my dad was pacing the living room.He saw me come in alone and his face changed. "Where's Amy? Why didn't she come back with you?""We're done." I tossed it out and headed upstairs.He froze for a few seconds, then his face turned red. "Done? What nonsense is that? How is it just over?"I stopped and looked at him, cold. "She doesn't like me. I'm not wasting my time. That's it."The second I finished, he grabbed the ashtray off the coffee table and hurled it at me.I stepped aside and dodged it.He rushed over and grabbed my collar. "Our families set this engagement twenty years ago. You think a business marriage is a joke? You don't get to call it off whenever you want! Trying to make this family the laughingstock of the city?"I shoved his hand away and said coldly. "You're so des

Amy quickly grabbed his hand, worry all over her face."Bryan, what are you saying? How could I ever marry someone like him? The only person I'll ever be with is you."Watching them cling to each other, I felt nothing."You don't have to worry. I'm leaving soon. If my dad can't find me, he'll give up."Amy acted like she didn't hear a word. She grabbed my collar, eyes sharp. "If it weren't for you, would Bryan be humiliated like this? Get on your knees and apologize to him."The sudden yank made my stomach twist.The wound that had barely closed tore open again.My knees slammed into the floor.My breathing turned rough. I couldn't hold on anymore.Amy watched me drop to my knees. Her face twisted with contempt."You really are pathetic. I tell you to kneel, and you kneel. No backbone at all. No woman would ever want a man like you."I didn't have the strength to answer.The burning in my chest spread inch by inch, grinding through my nerves.I tried to stand. My vision we

I didn't answer.But Amy wasn't letting it go."Isaac, what gives you the right to just cancel it like that..."By then, her tears had already soaked through my shirt."If anyone's doing the dumping, it should be me!""Then do it. Dump me to my face." My voice stayed light.Amy's face twisted.She clearly hadn't expected that."Isaac, you bastard!"Fueled by alcohol, she let the insults fly.She called me a simp. Said looking at me made her sick.Meeting me was the biggest regret of her life.Even if every other guy on earth dropped dead, she still wouldn't marry me.I stayed quiet and let her talk—until she finally passed out.***Third-Person POVAmy didn't wake up until noon the next day, groggy and out of it.Her hangover pounded so hard it felt like her head might split open.She turned—and saw a glass of milk on the nightstand.Beside it sat the pills Isaac had set out earlier, along with a neatly folded set of fresh clothes.She froze.Then it all came back—

The clerk asked gently, "Miss, do you need any help?"Only then did Amy realize her face was already soaked with tears.She shook her head in panic and rushed into the rain.Rain mixed with her tears, blurring everything—just like the mess in her head.Turns out betrayal isn't the worst kind of pain.The worst is when the person who always stood behind you... finally gives up and walks away.And by the time you realize what you lost—it's already too late to say, "I'm sorry."That night, Amy scrolled through her photo album and found only one picture of Isaac.A random side shot from a party.In the photo, Isaac was looking at her—focused, like she was the only person in the room.Amy stared at it all night, tears soaking her pillow.Only then did she understand who the growing crack in her chest had always been for.***Isaac's POVAfter moving overseas, I cut off everyone back home and buried myself in research.Mr. Cheney valued my work. The project bonuses were big,

She glanced up at me, then quickly dropped her head again, the tips of her ears turning red.I didn't say anything else. I turned and walked out of the cemetery.That night, I checked into a hotel downtown.I stood by the floor-to-ceiling window. The whole city glowed below.From here, I could even see the direction of my old house.Still, I'd rather pay triple to stay here than go back to a place packed with bad memories.Sometime after I fell asleep, I had a strange dream.In it, Amy and I were married—but everything was different from my last life.In the mornings, she tied my tie.After work, I brought home desserts from her favorite shop.On weekends, we curled up on the couch watching movies. She'd fall asleep against my shoulder, quiet and warm.When I woke up, the sky was still dark.I stared at the ceiling for a long time, then let out a soft laugh.Maybe in some other universe, we really did live that life.But in this one, our paths had already split for good.