Todos os capítulos de He Proposed to the Fake Princess, I Was the Real One: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 7

I turned to leave. Part of me expected James to come after me. He didn't. He went straight back to the party. A wave of helplessness washed over me, cold as ice.James used to tell me that countless men would kill for the chance to marry the heiress of a mafia family. Since God had given him that chance, he had to take it.While I worked long shifts washing dishes at a restaurant, James spent a month's worth of my pay buying clothes for Mina. "Don't be so petty. Keep her happy and she'll give me a project. Once I make it big, I'll buy you as many new clothes as you want."Another night, I waited for him alone in the snow. He was supposed to pick me up. Instead, he called and said the roads were too dangerous. "Just walk home. Take it slow."So I did. It took me two hours. By the time I got home, I was freezing. James was at home, but Mina had complained that her power had gone out. Without hesitation, he drove straight to her place.He was gone all night. By the time he came home, my f

I packed a suitcase, if only to make my departure feel real. I had just reached the door when I opened it and was hit by the smell of alcohol."What is she doing here?" James, Mina, and several of their friends stood outside.James was slightly unsteady. His expression stiffened when he saw me. "She's the doormat. She comes over to clean when she has nothing better to do."He knew his friends were coming, so he'd replaced every photo of us with pictures of him and Mina. "She's got thick skin! I'll give her that."James quickly played along. "How many times have I told you not to come here? Don't come back again. Got it?""Got it." I tightened my grip on the suitcase, walked past them and left the house.I had just reached Noah when he took the suitcase from me. Then my phone rang. It was James."There. Once everything settles down, we'll get a bigger place," he said, as if nothing had happened."James, you don't understand. I'm not coming back.""What's that supposed to mean?""We're d

"Wait!" James blurted out. "I need to see Eleanor—no, Elizabeth! Please, let me see her!"I was listening from the other end and shook my head at the lawyer."Ms. Vance doesn't wish to see you," the lawyer said. "But she asked me to pass along a message. You two make a lovely couple. She wishes you both the best."The call ended. James's hand fell to his side. Then he slowly sank onto the dock as the cold sea wind whipped across his face.Six years ago, while lying in his arms one night, I told him, "James, I have a secret, but I can't tell you yet. I'll tell you on our wedding day."Now that day would never come.Vance Estate, the Peninsula.Our estate overlooked the sea, with green hills rising behind it. My family had called it home for generations. I stood on the roof terrace, looking out at the coastline. The mark on my cheek had already faded.Noah came over with a glass of champagne. "What are you thinking about?""How stupid I was." I smiled. "Six years of giving him everything

I slowly stood and looked at James, who was trembling by the door."Eleanor..." he begged, his voice weak. "I know I was wrong. I swear I'll never bother you again."I ignored him and turned to my father. "I'm sorry you had to watch that."My father simply nodded. "Well done, sweetheart. That's how a Vance should handle things."I turned back to James. "My name is Elizabeth. Though I doubt you'll ever have another chance to say it.""I'm sorry. I'm sorry, Elizabeth! I understand now! I know who you really are—""Know what?" I cut him off. "That I'm the Vance heiress? That I'm the woman who stayed by your side for six years before you threw her away? Or that you slapped someone you never should've touched? You weren't nearly this polite yesterday when you hit me."I walked toward James with the dagger in my hand. The closer I got, the more he trembled in fear. "I'm begging you. Let me go. I'll give you a finger! No, two! Take two!"I looked at the hand he'd used to slap me. "Not enough.