Chapter 9

I left the Harrington family.

Letting them chase after the car, shouting and cursing.

The anger that had been pent up in my heart for days finally eased a bit, giving me room to breathe.

I had originally planned to post a message about being married on my social media account after returning to the Garrison house, but I never expected someone to have the same idea and beat me to it.

Among the flood of gossip news about Alec, Jasmine, and my father dominating the trending topics, Garrison managed to break through on his own.

A marriage certificate with a photo attached was held casually yet conspicuously in his hand.

The background was a piece from one of my international art exhibitions when I was a teenager.

The title of child prodigy artist had vanished in an instant, and even I had almost forgotten that glorious experience.

These years of constantly revolving around Alec, as well as the deliberate molding by the Harrington family, had long since made me lose myself.