I quickly told the servants to throw the flowers out, then sat alone on the sofa, feeling low.
Suddenly, my phone buzzed with an anonymous message.
It was a video.
In the background stood Velmont’s tallest Ferris wheel.
Bennett was holding Talia tightly in his arms and under the bright fireworks, they were kissing passionately.
As they kissed, Bennett’s hand slowly slid under Talia’s clothes.
Her cheeks turned red, her eyes unfocused and she gently pushed him away. “Not… not here…”
I quickly turned off the video, my stomach tightening.
So, the reason she kept rejecting me was that she had already been with Bennett.
My chest ached like it had been stabbed.
That evening, at a business dinner, I saw Bennett again, his body wrapped in bandages, with Talia leaning close to him.
Bennett glared at me with anger. Talia quickly walked over. “Nolan, why didn’t you reply to my messages?”
“I was busy,” I said coldly.
“The lawyer will send you the divorce papers soon.”
Her expression changed. “Nolan! What are you talking about? I don’t agree to a divorce!”
“Where’s your calm and confidence now? When did you become so small-minded and emotional?”