After that, I heard from mutual friends that since neither the bride nor the groom showed up, Sandra was forced to cancel the wedding. She had to apologize to the guests again and again.

The incident ruined her reputation. She became the fodder for gossip among friends and relatives.

Fortunately, I’d already told my side of the story to my friends. The wedding was filled with her friends and family, so she was the only one left looking like a fool. I wasn’t affected at all.

From that day on, Sandra held a deep grudge against me. She called and texted nonstop, blaming me for everything.

“Fred, this is all your fault. I can’t even show my face anymore because of you!

“Do you know what my relatives said about me? They said I’m a discarded woman!

“You’ve really crossed the line this time. If you don’t show some sincerity, I will never forgive you!”

By “sincerity”, she meant the multimillion-dollar deals I used to bring in for Wendell Group and the surprises I would prepare for her.

Back then, we fought often. Every time she got angry, I would secure a deal worth tens of millions of dollars to calm her down. I would also go out of my way to find people who could get her custom jewelry and limited-edition items she liked, all to make her happy.

So this time, Sandra instinctively assumed I would do the same again.

Thinking back now, I really had been pouring my heart into someone who didn’t deserve it. I had been completely blinded by love. It was pathetic.

I didn’t reply and left her hanging.

Instead of stopping, Sandra escalated and bombarded me with messages.

“Fred, why aren’t you replying? Don’t leave me on read!

“I know you saw my messages. Stop playing dead and say something!

“Say something!”