But in the next instant, her face twisted in disgust, and without hesitation, she crushed every joint in my fingers.
“Someone like him, a gambling addict with no humanity, could never compare to my Kristian. Let’s see if you can still gamble after I ruin your hands!”
The pain was so intense it almost sent me into unconsciousness, and not a single word escaped my throat.
I should have never bet on human nature.
From accompanying Celine through her fall from grace as a wealthy heiress to her rise as a new business tycoon, I thought tomorrow’s wedding would be our fresh start.
But little did I know, everything had only ever existed in my fantasies.
Liam, eager to capture every moment of my suffering, ran up in front of me with his phone, recording.
“Celine, look at how he scratches the floor with his nails, he looks just like the ragdoll cat that Kristian keeps.”
“It’s a shame, I accidentally killed it today. Do you think Kristian will be mad at me?”
“If it’s dead, then it’s dead. Kristian and I are already trying to conceive, and cat hair isn’t good for pregnant women,” Celine replied indifferently.
I shuddered at the thought.