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At our engagement party, the million-dollar jade bracelet Draven bought couldn't fit on my wrist.
Scarlett, the "little sister" he tutored years ago, snatched the bracelet away and said, "Wasn't this made to fit my wrist? Draven, why don't you buy her another one? I really like this."
Draven didn't mind her behavior at all, looking at her with doting eyes.
Under the spotlight, I, the bride-to-be, felt my eyes welling up with tears.
Scarlett smirked provocatively, "Meadow, Draven has always spoiled me. You don't mind, do you?"
Draven chimed in, "Stop acting. In front of all these people, are you trying to make me lose face?"
I smiled graciously, "The bracelet suits you better. Why don't you take my place as the bride today?"
After all, I don't want this fiancé anymore either.

Don't Want the Million-dollar Bracelet and Fiancé Anymore

I didn't miss the look of delighted surprise on Scarlett's face.


But Draven loudly protested, "You're just saying that out of anger. How could you not love me? On your mother's death anniversary, you'd rather fight with your dad than leave me."


"If you just walk away like this, what about my company? Can you really abandon the business we built together?"


I couldn't hold back my fury any longer and lashed out.


"You have no right to bring up my dad! I can't believe I was blind to your true nature for so long, you scumbag. Where was your concern for the company when you were in bed with Scarlett?"


Suddenly, a gasp erupted from the crowd of onlookers. Before I could react, I saw Scarlett collapse to the ground, clutching her chest.


This act again? She really doesn't get tired of it.


Draven immediately rushed to her side, cradling her in his arms and calling out her name desperately.


Chapter 7