Semua Bab An Heiress's Groom, My Ex's Regret: Bab 1 - Bab 9

After hanging up the phone with Hayley, I returned numbly to the small rented apartment I shared with Christine, which was less than 30 square meters.The air was a mixture of cheap perfume and a damp, musty smell. I once thought this was the smell of home, but now it made my heart ache painfully and made me feel like vomiting.Christine did not come back until late at night. She pushed open the door, her face showing just the right amount of weakness and exhaustion. She was also holding a crumpled diagnosis certificate in her hand. Her voice was aggrieved as she looked at me with deep affection but also reluctance. She told me about the severity of her illness and the need for 1.5 million dollars."Micah, I know you've been working hard for me. We'll get married when I recover. I will make you the happiest groom in the world."If I had heard this a few hours ago, I might have been moved to tears and would have done anything to raise that life-saving money for her.Now, I could o

She roared. Her curls that cost 10,000 dollars became somewhat disheveled due to her anger, and her makeup looked rather grotesque.The attentive male companions beside her were startled by her sudden actions and tried to grab her arm.However, Christine merely irritably shook off their hands, cursing, "Get lost!" Then, she grabbed her bag and car keys and rushed out of the bar, leaving behind a mess.'Impossible! Micah loves me so much and regards me as a goddess. There's no way he would leave me. Get married? This has got to be some kind of joke! He must be acting up again to draw my attention! That must be it!' Due to the traffic jam, she shouted and called the driver of the car in front an ugly loser, and the two of them got into an argument on the street. Eventually, her assistant gave the driver a sum of money, allowing her to get away.When Christine used the key to open the rented apartment where we used to live together, what she saw was an empty room.Everything in the

In the following days, Hayley took meticulous care of me, yet maintained a subtle distance.She would cook for me, although the dishes she made were few and they tasted merely average. Some even got a little burnt.However, I knew how rare this was for someone who was busy with numerous affairs and had a fortune worth hundreds of billions of dollars.As I ate her burnt toast, I had to pretend I enjoyed the food she prepared to satisfy the quiet sense of achievement hidden behind her cold exterior.I knew she would let down her guard in front of me, and of course, I did the same in front of her.She would accompany me to watch action movies I used to like, even though she often started analyzing the tactics in them while watching. She was not interested in the romantic elements, yet still patiently accompanied me.Watching her solemnly analyzing the plot, I could not help but laugh inwardly, and secretly moved closer. "Do your subordinates know you're so professional in private?"

Our wedding was scheduled to take place on a private island by the picturesque Aegean Sea.A sea of pure white roses stretched from the beach all the way to the terrace where the ceremony was held, and the air was filled with the fragrance of flowers.I wore a white tuxedo specially tailored for me by a top international designer. I looked particularly tall and straight in the sunlight.I held Hayley's arm, and she wore a custom-made wedding dress that was elegant yet commanding. Tiny diamonds were scattered on her skirt; they shone brightly in the sunlight.We walked on the red carpet covered with rose petals, slowly making our way toward the priest standing in the center of the terrace. Our hearts were filled with unprecedented happiness and peace.However, just as we were about to exchange rings, a scream shattered the moment of tranquility and beauty."Micah! You can't marry her!"I abruptly turned around to see a figure in a revealing mini skirt, her makeup ruined, and look