“My appetite has been great lately, my
clothes are all tight.”
So she was pregnant.
No wonder she’d abandoned her former
restraint.
“It’s over five months now,” she whispered in
my ear,
“Mr. Montgomery said this is his first son,
he’s going to give him the inheritance.”
I avoided her.
She followed, “Sister, what’s the point?
You’re throwing a tantrum by not going home,
getting involved in your family’s wedding.”
“Mr. Montgomery hired a top Milanese
designer to design a dress for me, saying he
wants me to outshine everyone at the Best
Actress celebration banquet!”
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I looked at the dress the saleswoman was
showing, “I’ll take this one, please wrap it up.”
Serena was like a piece of chewing gum:
“By the way, Mr. Montgomery is holding a
celebration banquet for me that day, it’s a
coincidence!”
“It’s the same day as your family’s and the
Song family’s wedding.”
“Do you think you should come and see me
that day? It might be even more
uncomfortable to watch your most hated
sister getting married to a wealthy family,
right?”
Serena had a smug smile on her face.
I took the gift box from the saleswoman:
“Move.”
She didn’t move.
I tried to bypass her..
She suddenly let out a shriek, her body tilting
backward.
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“Wendy!”
This trick worked on men, but it was a waste
on me.
Richard supported her, his brow furrowed as
he looked at me.
I met his gaze without flinching.
I knew he saw it all.
He was standing at the door when Serena
mentioned the banquet.
I hadn’t touched her at all, not even her
clothes.
Richard finally looked away.
I took the clothes and walked out of the
store.
“Wendy!”
As we passed, he gritted his teeth and said:
“If you don’t come to the celebration
banquet,”
“Forget about being Mrs. Montgomery!”
I didn’t even have the energy to be angry with
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Richard anymore. It was just absurd and
laughable.
Ordinary people might not know which young
lady the Song family was marrying.
But most people in the circle had received
invitations from the Song family.
Even if Jason didn’t send an invitation to the
Montgomery family, a little inquiry would
reveal the truth.
The bride that day would be me.
He actually thought I’d go to his celebration
banquet with Serena that day?
I didn’t even bother to think about it.
But as soon as I went out, I kept bumping into
Richard.
He wasn’t trying to bother me.
Sometimes he would look at me from afar
and coldly look away..
Sometimes he would pass by me, his
expression indifferent, staring straight ahead.
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I didn’t bother to pay him any attention.
I just thought about the year he was cold to
- me.
He thought I was clingy.
He chased me from the study to the living
room, then from the living room to the
garden.
When I annoyed him, he would coldly ignore
- me.
When he was like that, I would always coax
him:
“Tell me what I did wrong, I’ll change, okay?”
He would sigh, stroking my hair:
“It’s not your fault, it’s just that I’ve been too
busy with work, neglecting you.”
“Be good, just do as I say.”
He would pull me close, then push me away,
as if training a pet.
Soon, the wedding day was approaching.
According to custom, the couple shouldn’t
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meet before the wedding.
So Jason hadn’t come to my house for a few
days.
On the eve of the wedding.
The window rattled twice, revealing a crack.
This time, it wasn’t a gift, but a head poking
- in.
I was stunned for a moment, then I couldn’t
help but laugh.
“Why not use the front door? Why climb the
window?”
I went over to open the window for Jason.
But he stopped me.
His eyes sparkled with a light I had never
seen before.
He softly asked: “Are you really going to
marry me tomorrow?”
I nodded: “Yes.”
He asked again: “Are you really going to
marry me?”
I nodded: “Yes.”
“Oh my god… no, no, I understand!”
He slammed the window shut and ran away.
I shook my head with a smile, preparing to
wash up and rest.
The window rattled again.
“Why are you back?”
I carefully opened a crack and saw the corner
of a black suit.
My movements froze.
It was Richard.
He remained silent.
I didn’t speak either.
Silence hung between us.
What did he want?
Suddenly, I understood. Richard probably
didn’t truly love Serena.
Nor did he really hate me.
He was just obsessed with what he couldn’t
have.
“Wendy,”
His voice was hoarse:
“This time I admit defeat, don’t be angry with
me anymore.”
“I haven’t slept well every night since you
left.”
“I know I was wrong.”
His shadow fell on the wall, looking somewhat
lonely:
“I shouldn’t have left you alone on our
anniversary.”
“I clearly promised to be with you every
anniversary.”
“I shouldn’t have ignored you again and again
for Serena.”
“Come back with me.”
“If you come back, I’ll cancel tomorrow’s
celebration banquet.”
“I’ll break up with her.”
I couldn’t help but laugh.
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“Then as we agreed before, you can raise the
child.”
“My wife, can only be you.”
I closed the window.
Locked it.
“Wendy!”
Richard was furious: “I’ve already humbled
myself!”
“What more do you want?!”
I turned off the lights in the room.
It was quiet outside for a moment.
After a while, something crashed heavily
against the window.
“Let’s see how long you can be stubborn!”
I slept soundly.
The next morning, as soon as it was light, the
makeup artist came to do my makeup.
“Whose doing was this?”
The housekeeper swept a bag of smashed
cake from outside the window.
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Cand IIU
- vv.
When Richard and I first got married, he
would often bring me gifts after work. Every
time I saw him, I would excitedly throw myself
into his arms, saying, “My husband is the
best.”
