Chapter 1

To make pure love smile, my boyfriend had someone put glass shards in my ballet shoes.

Seeing me leave bloody footprints with each step on stage but still refusing to give up, Pure Love laughed heartily.

"An ordinary swan dance is boring. This swan bleeding tears is much more entertaining!"

I had meticulously prepared for this performance for a long time, only for it to become a tool for Chase to impress Pure Love.

I looked at Chase helplessly, but he was gazing tenderly at Pure Love beside him.

When I confronted him about it, he turned around and scolded me instead.

"Scarlett just wanted to play a little joke on you. Why are you being so petty?"

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This is the first performance since my recovery, and I've been preparing for it for three months in advance.

Moreover, with Valentine's Day approaching, I want to present this dance as a gift to Chase.

Seeing Chase seated in the audience, I peeked out from behind the stage curtain and winked at him, just like I used to do before going on stage.

This was our little secret signal, just between the two of us.

But he seemed not to notice, his eyes frantically searching for something.

I reassured myself, it's okay, he probably just didn't see me.

The next second, the stage lights came on, and I entered with my team as the music began.

As the center of the group, I stood at the front.

The audience had a clear view of us.

At that moment, I clearly saw a strange woman sitting next to him, and Chase's usually stoic expression was tinged with a hint of a smile.

When I got a good look at the woman's face, I froze.

It was Chase's pure love, Scarlett.

Chase would never tell me about her, of course. I only found out about her from his brother when I was pursuing Chase.

Chase had a pure love from his youth who left the country in their senior year of high school.I initially thought this was just a story of youthful innocence, but with Scarlett appearing here now, I realized things might not be so simple.

Scarlett noticed my gaze. She was strikingly beautiful, but her eyes betrayed hostility towards me.

And I, naturally, held no fondness for her either.

Suddenly, she flashed me a sly smile as the next piece of music began.

I rose onto my tiptoes, only to feel a sharp pain in my toes.

I looked down in disbelief to find blood beginning to seep from the tips of my shoes.

With every movement, it felt as if thousands of needles were piercing my toes, each step like torture.

But I couldn't give up... I had prepared for this stage for three months.

I gritted my teeth, forcing myself to keep dancing.

When I glanced at the audience, I saw Scarlett leaning on Chase's shoulder, smiling.

"What's so special about an ordinary swan dance? A bleeding white swan is much more interesting, isn't it?"

I thought Chase would rebuke her, would come to help me.

But he didn't. Instead, he nodded indulgently!

My heart felt as if it were being squeezed and crushed mercilessly.

I could endure the physical pain, but seeing this scene was more than I could bear.Her body collapsed onto the stage like a deflated balloon.

At that moment, people crowded around her. She watched the chaos unfold both on and off the stage, thinking to herself that this performance had been utterly ruined.

Suddenly, someone in the crowd cried out in shock.

"Your foot!!"

Anyone who has studied dance knows how crucial feet are to a dancer, but now her ballet shoes were continuously seeping with blood.

She looked helplessly at Chase in the audience. When he met her gaze, his expression was cold, his features tinged with impatience.

This demeanor seemed to transport her back to the days when she had first pursued him.

A young girl's love is pure and passionate, and back then, she had relentlessly chased after Chase, filled with affection for him.

Although Chase had initially maintained an unapproachable demeanor, she had been determined not to give up easily once she set her sights on someone.

So under her persistent pursuit, Chase had finally been won over.

They had gotten together two years ago, and their relationship had gradually stabilized.

She looked up at him, hoping to find the answer she wanted in his face.

But when he opened his mouth, it was like a bucket of cold water extinguishing the hope that had begun to flicker within her.

"Scarlett was just joking with you, don't take it seriously."

So... he had only come to make excuses for her.I rise to a sitting position, my body trembling uncontrollably from the pain.

The people around me display varying degrees of amusement or sympathy in their eyes.

These individuals, eager to curry favor with Chase, won't lift a finger to help me.

"My foot hurts so badly. Chase, could you take me to the hospital?"

As I speak, my voice is tinged with desperation. My foot is injured, and I don't want to spend the rest of my life away from the stage.

Seemingly caught off guard by my pitiful state, a flicker of emotion passes through his eyes.

Noticing his expression softening, I'm about to speak again.

But then Scarlett lets out a soft cry, clutching her stomach.

"Chase, my stomach hurts so much."

She looks at Chase with a furrowed brow, tears welling up in her eyes.

Chase immediately gazes at her with concern.

"Scarlett, I'll take you to the hospital."

Without hesitation, he scoops Scarlett up in his arms right in front of me.

Before leaving, he instructs in a cool voice.

"I'll have my assistant take you to the hospital. Not a word about today's events is to leave this room, or else..."

Chase is known throughout New York City for his ruthless ways.

A prodigy who achieved success at a young age, he's renowned for his swift and decisive actions. After graduation, it took him only two years to wrest all control of the family business from his stepmother.

With these words, everyone present falls silent.Nobody wanted to offend him on my behalf.

I had no choice but to swallow my bitterness and dial the ambulance number myself.