A month ago, I found the diamond ring in his drawer.
I’d thought it was a surprise, but it turned out to be a “surprise” indeed!
“Felicia, are you sure? It is a live broadcast! You have to get back here!”
Ignoring the director’s shouts, I walked straight to Daniel and coldly held out my hand. “Give me back the diamond ring.”
Daniel lifted his eyes and indifferently said, “You are not worthy of this ring.”
His words mean that I wasn’t worthy of any claim. I clenched my fist so hard that my palm bled.
Eight years of a secret relationship, I thought we were passionately in love, hiding it from the world. But the truth was, I was in love, while Daniel was hiding it.
“Felicia, some things aren’t meant for you, so you can’t take them by force.”
Emily smiled sweetly. She knew precisely how to provoke me.
I flicked my hair with a smile and murmured, “Don’t be so sure of yourself. Didn’t you just snatch someone else’s husband?”
“You!”
Emily’s expression instantly changed. She was the real third wheel—hurt, so she lashed out.
“Felicia Seville,” Daniel called my name indifferently.