The Seventh Time the Don Turned Our Wedding Into a Mock Divorce, I Left Him
On our seventh anniversary, Damon, the Don of the Voss family, turned what should have been our wedding into a divorce ceremony for the seventh time.
I did not scream or break down sobbing.
I only stood in the middle of the hall like a clown while his friends laughed at me.
"Evelyn, why aren't you laughing? Don't tell us you're actually mad."
Damon came over with a frown and gently wiped the tears from my face.
"Evelyn, stop crying."
"I promise. This is the last time I'll make a joke like this."
I looked at him and suddenly remembered what I had overheard outside his study the night before.
"Don, this is the seventh time you've made a fool of Evelyn. Aren't you afraid she'll leave?"
Damon was silent for a moment. When he spoke, his voice was hoarse.
"She won't."
"Everyone knows Evelyn can't live without me."
"Selene once took a bullet for me. Her health has been poor ever since."
"She wanted to see Evelyn fooled seven times. I'm only granting her one last wish."
"After this, I'll marry Evelyn properly and make her my Donna. I'll give her the grandest wedding as compensation."
I had already been humiliated seven times.
No matter how deeply I had loved him, no heart could survive being worn down like that.
Damon did not know I was the hidden heir of the Hale family.
I had never cared about his title as Don.
In three days, I would return to my family and accept the marriage alliance.