Came Back as an Heiress After My Ex-Fiancé Made Me Blind novel Chapter 7

Eugene stood paralyzed in his mansion's doorway, staring at the wedding decorations I'd hung with such care, reminding hime the joy that had lit my face just days ago.

Inside, the house blazed with wedding - silk ribbons draped from crystal chandeliers, rose petals scattered across imported marble, that should have symbolized love now felt like fresh blood on his conscience.

His chest constricted, forcing him to brace against the wall, gasping for air.

His phone buzzed: "Miss Montgomery has returned to the family estate in Boston."

With trembling fingers, he dialed my number, only to be greeted by the cold voice of disconnection.

Rage and desperation erupted as he kicked a stack of wedding boxes. Gold bars cascaded across the floor like a fallen king's treasure, each one bearing the prestigious Montgomery Industries seal.

Papers fluttered down like autumn leaves. His hands shook as he read the titles:

"Transfer of Montgomery Holdings - Estimated Value: $2.4 Billion"

"Deed to Montgomery Commercial District - Annual Revenue: $890 Million"

"Montgomery Harbor Estate Transfer - Property Value: $375 Million"...

Each document represented millions - my dowry, the heritage of a Montgomery heiress.

The truth hit him like a physical blow: I had planned to reveal my identity during our wedding, trusting him with not just my heart but my legacy.

Memories flooded back - every time Thorne Industries faced financial crisis, mysterious investors had appeared.

Now he understood. I had been there all along, silently supporting him, believing in him.

Eugene shredded the contracts in a frenzy of denial, his voice breaking as he screamed into the empty house:

"I loved Victoria, not the Montgomery fortune! I only wanted my Victoria!"

Eugene's calls to my phone met only silence, his messages vanishing into a digital void.

Panic - an emotion foreign to his carefully controlled world - clawed at his chest.