Chapter 4
“Scarlett?”
The second Richard saw me, the fire in his eyes vanished–replaced by guilt.
“You… what are you doing here?“]
I wanted to act like nothing was wrong.[]
But my eyes couldn’t stop staring at the hickey on his neck.
All those promises of forever, of soulmates and destiny…
They disintegrated in an instant.]
I thought I’d scream, cry, demand answers.]
But looking into those panicked, guilty eyes, my heart just… went still.]
“Sorry,” I said quietly. “Didn’t mean to interrupt.”
Richard’s face froze, his voice trembling.
“Scarlett… you’re not mad?”
I gave a hollow smile.
“I’m not your fiancée anymore. I don’t have the right to be mad.”
He staggered back like my words had knocked the wind out of him.]
After a long pause, he knelt and–despite my resistance–lifted me into his arms.
“Scarlett, I know tonight was a shock.“[]
“You’re upset. Don’t say anything you’ll regret.”
“Once you calm down, we’ll talk. Just us.”
Back in the main house, he laid me down gently.[]
But before either of us could speak again, a voice rang from outside the door.
“Your Highness, Miss Lola just fainted! Please come quick!“[]
Richard jerked upright, hesitating for a split second as he looked back at me.[]
I could see the worry in his eyes–and no energy left in mine to care.
I closed my eyes, voice flat.]
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He didn’t move at first.
Not until the voice outside called again–twice more–did he finally turn and leave.[]
As he stepped out, he said over his shoulder:[]
“I’ll check on Lola and bring a doctor for you later.“[]
I nodded without a word.]
But I knew the truth.
He wouldn’t be back.[]
Three days until the wedding
Leaving would be the only gift I had left to give them.]}]
The next morning. I asked the butler to help me move
I didn’t tell him I planned to leave the estate completely–just that I wanted to relocate to a quiet place in the guesthouse
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Chapter 4
Less than an hour later, Richard stormed in.[]
He looked like hell–dark circles, red eyes, frustration dripping from every gesture.]]
“Scarlett, can you stop being so dramatic?”
I blinked, then calmly explained:
“You’re marrying Lola in two days.”
“This house belongs to your wife. I don’t belong here anymore.“[]
Richard hesitated, as if he expected me to beg to stay.
But I didn’t.
So he snapped.]
“Fine. Move.”
I nodded.]
He didn’t know I’d already contacted my father’s people in New York.
On the day he marries Lola, I’ll be long gone.[]
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