Chapter 4
The meeting place was chosen by Megan.
It was at the city’s biggest hotel.
Behind a screen, I could hear heavy breathing.
“Can’t you listen to me? It’s not safe with me right now.”
I had seen Blake cold and gentle, as well as every other side of him. But hearing his helpless voice for the first time shook me.
“I miss you so much. I’m about to get married, and you still won’t see me. Is it true that you’ve really fallen for your wife?”
“Stop saying that. I’m doing this to keep you safe.”
After exchanging words of affection, Blake finally left.
He was always cautious, but this time, he didn’t notice that someone else had slipped behind the screen.
I couldn’t see my own expression, but it was probably bitter and mocking.
“Blake is gone. You’re really pathetic. But as a woman, I’m still willing to hear you out.”
Megan stepped out from behind it, a smug smile on her face, her eyes full of the pride of a victor. Her skin was flushed, and her outfit was both flattering and stylish, accentuating her figure. The exposed skin on her body was smooth and flawless.
I looked down at my casual clothes. Ever since I got together with Blake, I didn’t dare wear anything nice because I lacked the courage to show the scars on my body. The constant injuries made me seem so much weaker than Megan.
She just stood there, scanning me from top to bottom, and it was already the greatest insult.
“I’m not here to fight you over Blake. I’ve been by his side long enough. He might have feelings for me too.”
After being with Blake for so many years, I learned how to use others‘ power to my advantage.
“You came here today to make me give up, didn’t you? I know I can’t compare to you. I just want one autograph from him to remember him by.”
When I left the hotel, my steps were much lighter.
Over the past couple of days, I’d tried everything to cling to Blake. At first, he went along with it, but eventually, he became impatient. But it didn’t matter. As long as my goal was achieved, I didn’t care.
Two days later, Megan gave me the signature I asked for. When I saw it, I breathed a sigh of relief and quickly went to print the divorce papers.
By the third day, my identity was completely erased.
I gathered all the gifts Blake had given me, including that diary, and placed them in the most visible spot in the villa. These things that belonged to someone else were better off returned to their rightful owner.
As for all of my belongings, they were burned to ashes the moment I stepped on the plane.
In the airport lounge, I took out my phone and sent Megan a message. Just two words: [Thank you.]
Just as the phone was about to turn off, Blake’s text popped up in the notification bar.
[Baby, I’m almost home.]
[! bought the birthday cake. It’s your favorite strawberry cake.]
2:23 PM
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[Sorry, baby, Megan isn’t feeling well. She’s all alone here, so I need to go check on her…]
The phone shut off completely, and the dark screen didn’t show his next words.
But I didn’t need to see it. I already knew he was going to be with Megan.
I crushed the SIM card and threw it in the trash. Following the boarding announcement, I stepped onto the plane.
Meanwhile, in the ballroom, Megan lay softly on Blake’s chest, a faint flush on her face from the alcohol.
“Blake, I’m fine. Go back to Caroline. I’m the one being selfish. I couldn’t help myself, I just missed you, so I called you.”
Her eyes were full of tears.
Blake’s phone lay next to them, the screen flashing dimly.
It wasn’t until they left the ballroom that he noticed the dozens of missed calls on his phone.
The moment he answered, his friend Zachary’s panicked voice came through, trembling.
“Blake! A lawyer came to the company with the divorce papers! Caroline found out about you and Ms. Foster!
“We can’t reach Caroline! We’ve tried every way, and we can’t get in touch with her!!”
