Open Marriage, Broken Promises: When Love Turns to Ashes novel Chapter 96

After my boyfriend - Mike Pear broke up with me so abruptly, I was devastated. Locking myself in my room, I refused to come out for days.

Fearing something might happen to me, my father insisted that I attend the engagement party of the chauffeur's daughter.

When I arrived at the venue, I froze in place.

The groom's name was exactly the same as my ex-boyfriend's—Mike!

"Could it just be a coincidence?" I speculated privately.

After all, Mike had claimed he was going to marry a wealthy heiress. Today's bride, however, was the chauffeur's daughter.

Every time I thought about that breakup reason, I couldn't help but feel Mike was utterly ridiculous.

Because I am, in fact, a bona fide heiress.

To protect his fragile ego, I'd chosen not to reveal my true identity to him.

"What are you doing here?"

A familiar voice interrupted my thoughts.

Startled, I looked up to see the face that had haunted my dreams.

My eyes quivered as I stammered, overwhelmed by mixed emotions:

"M-Mike..."

The warmth in Mike's expression vanished instantly. With a look of disdain, he scorned, "Don't call me that so intimately. It makes me sick. You're like a piece of gum I can't scrape off—completely disgusting!"

His cruel words made my face pale, and my body began to tremble uncontrollably.

In just a few days, he had transformed into someone unrecognizable.

Mike used to be so gentle, patient, and considerate. He'd never uttered words that could hurt me.

I swallowed the lump in my throat, forcing back my tears.

"I'm here for the engagement party. It has nothing to do with you. Don't flatter yourself."

"Engagement party? What a joke. Couldn't you come up with a better excuse?" Mike sneered. "You obviously found out I'm getting married and came here to cause trouble. Leave before I lose my temper!"

His words stunned me.

"You're getting married? But didn't you say you were going to marry a wealthy heiress?"

Mike puffed out his chest, beaming with pride.

He dumped a genuine heiress like me to marry a chauffeur's daughter, dreaming of "marrying into wealth."

And I nearly gave my heart to such a shallow and materialistic man.

Perhaps fate was showing me mercy—allowing me to see his true colors in time to avoid a lifetime of regret.

Mike frowned, irritated. "What are you laughing at?"

I replied coldly, "I'm laughing at how utterly foolish you are."

"You dare insult me?" Mike roared, raising his hand as if to strike me.

But perhaps aware of the crowd around us, he stopped himself at the last moment.

Straightening his tie, he scoffed, "I get it. You found out about Tiffany's status and felt so inferior that you lost your mind. Now you're spouting nonsense, thinking I'll fall for it. How pathetic."

I couldn't believe I once thought Mike was charming.

Love really does blind people.

Seeing my silence, Mike doubled down, boasting:

"Tiffany graduated from the Royal Academy in England, a top-tier scholar you could never compare to. And today's engagement party is being held at her family's hotel!"