Rolling the Dice on My Cheating Fiancée의 모든 챕터: 챕터 1 - 챕터 9

The air around the table came to a brief standstill. Alissa seemed to tighten her grasp on Rhys' hand slightly, frowning as she shot me a glare of displeasure and warning.Initially, Rhys was taken aback. But thereafter, he ruffled Alissa's hair and said, "Sure. Since Mr. Fisher wishes to participate, we'd better make sure he has fun."Winifred jumped in to smooth the tension."That's right. It's all in good fun. Let's keep the energy up! Mr. Fisher, the rules are very simple. We roll for the highest number. The one with the lowest roll takes a shot and has to pick an item from the pot to give to the highest roller as a wedding gift."She pointed at the pile of branded watches and jewelry on the table and continued, "Of course, if you are too attached to your things, you can choose to just drink and not pick a gift. But where's the fun in that?" I nodded, indicating that I understood the rules. Dice cups were distributed to everyone. In a practiced manner, Rhys shook his dice

The moment the floodgates of gambling were flung open, they were nearly impossible to close.Soon enough, the stakes in the next few games evolved into more tangible assets. At times, I lost some of my relatively insignificant shares or minor investments. At other times, I was lucky enough to win some of them back.I behaved exactly like a typical gambler who was losing his mind. When I lost, all color drained from my face, and when I won, I was wildly ecstatic. The thrill of alcohol and gambling games made me appear somewhat out of control.On a few occasions, Alissa attempted to stop me. However, she was always held back. The frown on her face deepened. I couldn't help but laugh bitterly at myself. To Alissa, I was probably just acting out recklessly. Perhaps she was waiting for me to return to her side as I always did, ready to be at her beck and call.The dice-rolling game seemed to have become a miniature battlefield. When I pulled off yet another insanely-close win, seizing

Outside the window, the city lights had just turned on.I wrapped my coat tighter around myself as I looked down at the night scenery that this city had to offer. I had renovated this apartment only because Alissa had a fondness for these massive floor-to-ceiling windows.I had genuinely wanted to spend the rest of my life with her. But it was just such a pity.Behind me, the muffled murmurs between my attorney and assistant blended with the rustle of flipping pages.After a while, they approached me. "Mr. Fisher, the preliminary ownership change for The Stalissa, the yacht under Ms. Coleman's name, the three commercial properties on the east side of the city, and five percent of Coleman Group's floating stock have been completed."Mr. Pritchard's assets are also being inventoried as we speak. Everything should be fully settled by this afternoon." I hummed an acknowledgement and didn't look back. The Stalissa once symbolized a sweet romance. But now, the yacht, the assets that

All color had drained from Alissa's face. She stammered, unable to say a word."Each time you forgot our plans and cast me to the periphery because of him, or when you stood by while he taunted and humiliated my feelings, you were perfectly sober. "When you allowed him to hold you and put his arms around your waist, and when you said he was your husband for the night, you knew exactly what you were doing too."When you sided with him as he forced me to remove the watch my grandfather left for me, and when you watched on as all that red wine was spilled all over it… You were more sober than you had ever been in your life!"Although I hadn't raised my voice, Alissa suddenly lowered her head and buried her hands in her hair. She let out a whimper like a trapped animal. "Stop talking, Stan… Please… Just stop…" Her shoulders shook violently, as if she were about to burst into tears. "I was wrong… I'm the most horrible person in the world. I didn't know… I didn't know I did so man