"More than that, I heard that two men paid for it together. Oh my God, when will it be my turn to have such a good life..."
The nails holding the pen were dug into my palms, but I couldn't even feel the pain.
When I went to Charles's company to find him with a carton full of gifts, the front desk staff kept calling me Mrs. Dickson one after another. Envyful voices came and went.
"Mrs. Dickson, you don't know, right? Mr. Dickson has granted himself a month's wedding leave for the first time for your wedding!"
"I heard that I spent 500 million to buy a piece of jewelry at the auction. It must be to match your wedding dress. You are so lucky. I can't even dream of it."
"I have never seen anyone care so much about someone during the process! The wedding planning plan has been changed dozens of times!"
But I wrote all our wedding plans myself and he never asked.
That plan was probably changed for Sally. I didn't speak and listened in silence to everything he had done for another woman.
While waiting for the elevator, Sally's charming voice came from behind. She held Charles's arm as if no one else was watching.