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Chapter 1

I made no attempt to soothe my swollen eyes and went home in the same shirt Yvonne Jones had splashed with red wine.She was such a spoiled rich girl.All it took was a few cutting remarks dismissing the photo as a shoddy AI-generated fake and a declaration of my unwavering love for Jason to send her into a fit of rage.By the time I got home, the smell of dinner was already wafting out of the kitchen.Jason Lane held a battered pot in one hand and reached for a bottle of seasoning on a crooked shelf with the other. He grinned when he noticed me."You're home early today. Dinner's not quite ready yet."The cooking fumes filled the kitchen, masking the redness in my eyes."Okay," I said, lowering my head. "No rush."I'd been wondering why Jason had kept up his act for three whole years.When we first got together, he was a rich young man who never lifted a finger around the house. I'd come home after a late shift at the club just to find him waiting for me to cook for him.The

Chapter 2

The encounter that brought Jason into my life happened beside the trash cans behind the club.It was a pitch-black, rainy night. He was crouched by the bins in a dark blue outfit, smoking a cigarette.My heart softened. I assumed he was the delivery driver I'd seen going inside and that a customer had given him a hard time inside the club. I gave him a gentle pat on the back, pulled a lollipop out of my bag, and handed it to him."Customers like that are pretty common. Smoking all the time, however, isn't good for you. Why not try something sweet for a change?"The man turned toward me. The glow of the cigarette between his fingers lit up his cold features.My breath caught.I recognized Jason the moment I saw him.When I was 18, my uncle, Derek Santos, had threatened me with my grandmother's medical bills. He had someone give me smoky eye makeup, dress me in a miniskirt, and take me to Jason.Through the haze of the smoke-filled private room, Jason glanced at me lazily. Then,

Chapter 3

After dinner, Jason grabbed his dark blue jacket and got ready to leave."How about I bring you some cake when I'm done with my deliveries tonight?"He gently brushed his fingers over my swollen eyes. His voice was full of tenderness. "Something sweet might cheer you up."My eyes stung, but I smiled and nodded anyway. "Okay. I'll be waiting."Half an hour later, Yvonne sent me a message. "He came to confront me. Happy now?"The video she attached was shaky, but I could still make out Jason's blurred profile and hear the anger in his voice."I told you to leave her out of this. Our families have already decided that we're getting married. You don't have to drag her into our mess!""I'm not trying to hurt her!" Yvonne said, straightening her back. "I'm trying to give her a way out. Can you even give her a future, Jason? Is it fair to keep lying to her?"I heard no reply from Jason. The video showed his clenched fists. Veins stood out beneath his skin."Well? Do you believe me no

Chapter 4

When Yvonne arrived at my house, she complained that the narrow, winding streets in my neighborhood had scratched up her newly serviced car."I told you not to bring your fancy cars here."The rundown neighborhood roads were a maze, with electric scooters parked everywhere.When Jason first moved in, he could never find his way around. He insisted on waiting for me outside the neighborhood entrance when I finished work in the morning.More often than not, I'd find him miserably standing under a streetlight—getting eaten alive by mosquitoes—and have to lead him home after he'd gotten lost trying to find the entrance."This is the crappiest car I own."Yvonne rolled her eyes and tapped the partition of the Mercedes, signaling the driver to pull away. "Has Jason never taken you anywhere in a car?"She leaned over curiously and helped me pull out the seatbelt I'd been struggling to find.I pressed my lips together and said nothing.I was saving every penny I earned to pay for my e

Chapter 5

Yvonne took me to an exclusive club.She had someone bring me a server's uniform and a hat."Just stay behind me," she whispered as she adjusted the brim of my hat. "Stand in the corner and watch. Once you've seen what you came to see, I'll take you home."I hummed an acknowledgment, then lowered my head and thought about how to let Jason see my face without making it look deliberate.The floor manager shoved a bottle of imported wine into my arms."Be careful when you serve this. Mr. Lane had it flown in directly from Vaudrelle. One bottle costs just over 600,000 dollars."I lowered my head to hide my scorn.The most expensive bottle of wine at the club where Jason had arranged for me to work cost no more than 60,000 dollars. No wonder he never worried about giving himself away in front of me.He'd wear a three-million-dollar watch and tell me he picked it up from a street stall for 30 bucks.He always believed that we came from two different worlds and that we were bound to

Chapter 6

By the time I got home, Yvonne had texted me. "Sorry. I didn't think you'd end up getting slapped. I only meant to take you there for a quick look."I turned my phone face down, closed my eyes, and sighed.Yvonne was naive. I'd used her to set up the whole thing, yet she was sincerely apologizing to me.Jason walked in just as my eyelashes trembled."Riley…"He pressed a cup of hot water into my hands.He had won the cup for me at a ring-toss booth in the mall two Valentine's Days ago. It was cheaply made. Whenever I filled it with hot water, it gave off an unpleasant smell of plastic.Still, I'd never been able to bring myself to throw it away."The rent here is cheap. I don't want to move."I looked up at him and smiled. "I'm sure Mr. Lane has plenty of other places to live. I doubt you'd want to keep anything I bought you, either. You don't have to pack. Just leave today.""Riley, please don't do this," he pleaded, dropping to one knee. "Please don't talk about breaking up

Chapter 7

The next day, three million dollars landed in my bank account.I'd never seen so many zeros in my life.After counting the money repeatedly, I convinced myself that the amount was real.I let out a sigh of relief. Those three years had finally paid off.I immediately booked a flight home.To my surprise, Jason came running after me at the airport."Where are you going?" he demanded, his voice edged with anger. "I told you I was going home to break off the engagement. I even transferred the money to you. Why did you just up and leave me?"I frowned. "I'm not leaving. I'm just going home to visit my grandmother's grave."Not yet, anyway. I'd leave afterward."Fine," he huffed. "Then I'll go with you."I gave him a once-over and laughed. He was in a suit. "You don't have to come."He wouldn't last five minutes out there."Why can't I?" Jason's stubborn streak kicked in. "I'm coming with you no matter what."He even upgraded my ticket to first class, then gave me a hard time a

Chapter 8

My grandmother was buried on the mountain behind the village. It took crossing two hills from the run-down house I'd grown up in to reach her grave.I'd planned to let Jason rest for a while, but he took one look at the mold creeping up the walls and the layer of dust covering the furniture, then quickly stepped back outside."Let's go see your grandmother. I'll take you home when we're done."I nodded. I didn't feel particularly attached to this place, either.I wanted to visit my grandmother one last time since I didn't know how long it would be before I could come back.I knew Jason worked out regularly, but he was panting by the time we crossed the first hill in his dress shoes."Why… why did you bury her so far away?"He grabbed my arm and leaned against a tree. He insisted on taking a break before we went any farther. "I saw so many other graves on the way here…""Those are private cemeteries," I said quietly. "It's just Grandma and me. We don't belong there."Jason open

Chapter 9

On the day Jason told me he'd called off his engagement, I received my acceptance letter from a university in Luten.Yvonne had recommended the school and even helped me choose my major."How about luxury brand management? The courses are taught in Westorian, so you won't have to worry about the language barrier. I know people in the industry, too. Once you've graduated and returned, I can help you find a job."She confidently thumped her chest. "Consider it a thank-you for bringing me good luck!"Jason's broken engagement with the Jones family had caused quite a stir in their social circle.Pretending to be poor wasn't a big deal in itself, but keeping the act up for three whole years and calling off his engagement over a woman he'd dated was.The scandal had embarrassed both families and put Yvonne on the spot. Word had it that Jason's grandfather had even given her a one percent stake in the company as compensation.I was busy folding my clothes and packing them into my suitc

Chapter 10

My first month in Luten was miserable.Struggling with the unfamiliar language outside class and the rainy weather left me feeling drained. My low blood sugar, which had been under control for a while, acted up three times.After waking up in the campus clinic yet again, I stared at the chocolate on the bedside table and sighed. I finally decided I had to make myself adapt to the local food.I left the clinic under an umbrella as the doctor kept reminding me to take better care of myself.Just outside, I came across someone I never expected to see."Riley…" Jason hurried toward me. "You're—"When he noticed how tense I looked, he sighed. "Sorry. I heard you haven't been well lately, and I couldn't stop worrying about you.""Really?" I asked with a mocking smile. "Then I suppose I should thank you for having someone keep tabs on me all the way out here, Mr. Lane."He snapped his head up, then lowered it again. "That's not what this is… Riley, why won't you give me another chance

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