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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 know he was angered by my rare display of stubbornness.


I was no longer accommodating him like before, and he wasn't used to it.


Scarlett quickly posted a photo of herself sitting in a Maybach, the ice jade bracelet on her wrist stinging my eyes.


The caption read: "Life is hard enough, but thankfully I have you to protect me completely."


Below were likes from all her friends, clearly she was fitting in much better with Draven's social circle than I ever did.


I laughed sarcastically and turned off my phone.


Left alone in the house, I could finally think about how to break free from the traces of these years of my life.


To avoid direct confrontation with him, I consciously started keeping my distance.


I went to the company less often, focusing more on coordinating with the business departments of my father's company, seizing every opportunity to improve myself and prepare for inheriting the family business.


Chapter 4