บททั้งหมดของ Six Years in Prison for My Girlfriend's Lie: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 9

I held on for another three hours, but Yvonne was still nowhere in sight. Lying on the couch, the world went black around me, and I passed out. By the time I regained consciousness, I was lying in bed with an IV drip attached to my arm. Yvonne had her back to me, reprimanding the housekeepers. "What the hell is wrong with you people? He's starving, and none of you thought to fix him something? If this happens again, you're all fired!" Oliver walked in when he heard the commotion. "Don't be mad, Vonne. Come out and have some hot chocolate." With that, he pulled her out of the room. The pale-faced housekeepers exchanged looks."I nearly had a heart attack. Ms. Preston hasn't been this furious in forever.""This is all his fault! He acted all pitiful and got us chewed out.""Let him enjoy it while it lasts. He'll be kicked out in less than two months anyway." Right after saying that, they scampered away. I pulled out the IV needle and slowly walked out. The first person who

"Don't cry. I'll buy you another one. Oliver didn't do it on purpose." Yvonne gently stroked my head to comfort me, but every word she said was really an excuse for Oliver. My whole body shook like a leaf as I clutched the shattered bracelet. Blood oozed out of my palm and dripped onto the floor, blooming into glaring crimson flowers. Yvonne's pupils contracted, and she immediately pried my hand open. Her expression darkened as she took in my bloodied, mangled palm, and she was about to snap at me when everything went black, and I fainted. …I slept particularly fitfully that night. When I woke up, my head was pounding, and my throat felt as though it had been scraped raw. Thus, I dragged my heavy body outside to get some water. As soon as I reached the corner, I spotted a couple at the end of the dimly lit hallway. Oliver's voice sounded pitiful, as if he still hadn't recovered from the earlier confrontation. "If I crash here, will Mason be upset?" "I call the shots in

Third-Person POVOliver was indignant. For the past six years, he had been showered with affection. He would rather die than go back to that godforsaken backwater. "Please look at me, Vonne. If you want to get married, I'll marry you!" Impatience flashed across Yvonne's face. "I only see you as my younger brother. I've made myself crystal clear." But was that truly the case? Deep down, she knew better.Yvonne and Oliver were both from humble beginnings, having witnessed each other's most embarrassing and wretched moments. Years had passed, and she now had more wealth than she could spend in three lifetimes. Yet, the moment she saw Oliver, she was instantly transported back to the insecure, down-and-out woman she had once been. Yvonne could make it up to him and take care of him, as if she was making amends to the impoverished version of herself from the past. However, she couldn't marry him. She wanted to marry Mason. That decision had never changed. However, he had alway

Mason's POVMemories of those days flooded back, and I tugged at the corner of my lips. I refused to let the waterworks start and slowly spat out, "You told me to wait for you for two months. On the 59th day, I was so happy that I couldn't sleep. Yet, the following day, I waited until dark, and you never showed up. "I was terrified. I kept reassuring myself that something must've come up, that you'd been held up, and you'd come pick me up the next day. However, I waited one day, then another, and another, and you never came. "I don't even know which day it was when I suddenly broke down. I screamed and shouted like a madman until they finally pinned me to the ground. My nails were torn back and bleeding from struggling. Everyone looked at me with pity because I kept telling them my fiancee was coming to pick me up soon!"A derisive smile graced my lips as I continued, "From that moment on, I became the laughingstock of the prison. Everyone knew I was the lunatic who had been aban