Betrayal

Jazmine was shoved to the cold floor.

Her light green eyes darkened with pain.

She slowly lifted her head and glanced at the man on the sofa. His expression broke into a cold smile looking at the woman at his feet.

Looking at that heartless smirk, a sharp pain pierced her heart.

She shut her eyes for a moment; a pair of tears trickled down her eyes.

A tightness enveloped her chest.

Pain; it was all she felt. It was all she had been feeling for so long. To the point, she was so used to it that she didn't care anymore.

'Why...

Why did he have to do it?

All I did was love him with all I had.

Where did I go wrong...

We were married.

We had decided to spend the rest of our lives together.

David...

Remember our marriage vows?

You had sworn to protect me.

You had promised to make me the happiest woman in the world.

Everything was so perfect.

We had everything we wanted.

We could spend the rest of our lives together but you...'

Jazmine opened her eyes again.

Once her hazy eyes regained focus, their pain and hurt were replaced with sheer coldness. Her eyes even darkened to a deeper shade of green.

In an instant, everything inside her numbed down, and an emptiness remained.

"Congratulations, President David. You win in the end." Her voice was sharp.

So cold that it was impossible to detect any emotion from it.

The man's expression didn't change.

A slight contempt flashed over his features. He glanced at her briefly before rising. He walked to a drawer and grabbed out a black shining object.

Jazmine didn't even flinch as she saw her death approaching. Her calm eyes were fixated on him. He turned back and walked to her.

"It was your fault for believing me. If you weren't blinded by your fantasies, you could have seen right through me. But you let your emotions manipulate you."

David loaded the gun.

In the big silent room, there were only two of them. The noise created by the gun being loaded reverberated across the room.

But that wasn't what she was thinking about.

His words were what made her fall into deep thought.

Her lips curled up into a lopsided sneer.

'I can't deny it after all... It was my fault.'

Jazmine was just ten years old when one day, she met a quiet boy named David. Sitting under a lone maple tree in a small part, he was like a little angel.

That day, something had 'clicked' in her heart.

Ever since then, Jazmine knew he was the one for her.

Whenever she thought about someone with whom she could spend her life, his name would automatically surface.

Fate brought them together when under her persistence, her grandfather arranged a marriage proposal to the Anderson family.

She still recalled how happy she was the day their engagement was finalized.

But...

Ever since that day, he had started treating her coldly.

Jazmine didn't let this dishearten her.

She thought, she would win him after marriage.

After all, if he didn't want her, he could simply nullify the engagement proposal.

Why else would he agree to the marriage if he didn't hold the slightest affection for her?

After they married, Jazmine thought the happiest moments of her life would start after that particular day.

She tried her best.

She gave it her all.

But what she didn't know was after that specific day, no matter how hard she tried the outcome would be the same.... a horrible nightmare would start; a nightmare that would shatter her little world.

"Was it all fake? All of it?" Jazmine couldn't help but ask. Her voice cracked a little.

Now that her death was already in front of her eyes, she didn't hesitate.

David stared at her coldly. He didn't reply.

After her marriage, Jazmine inherited the Tang enterprise from her maternal grandfather. Her position was strong and envied by many. However, in Jazmine's eyes was neither her family's company nor its wealth.

If there was anything that her eyes held, then it was him

Her husband, her lover; David.

She gave everything in his hands. To keep him happy, she stayed at her home away from the office, to be an idol wife in his eyes. She thought maybe if she did so, he would like her more.

But no.

It had always been something else that was in his mind.

"David... Are you really going to be this heartless to not even grant a dying person his last wish? I just want to know why did you do all this." Her sharp eyes softened a bit.

She had made up her mind; she would die that day.

After that, no more tears appeared in her eyes...

Her eyes were only slightly glistening through the remnant of tears.

A sad smile covered her thin, light pink lips.

David went down on his knee in front of her. He grasped her chin with one hand while the other hand lazily held onto a gun.

His eyes were cold and clear. Like a chilling piece of marble.

Looking at this Jazmine couldn't help but wonder, what was it that made her fall in love with him?

"No?" Jazmine laughed lightly at his silence.

"I know that you didn't do it for my family's wealth, David. I know you this much well. If you don't want to tell me why did you all that before you killed me then that's fine too."

She lifted her head slightly. Her bright green eyes looked directly into his eyes. They were fearless, still glistening from the remnant tears; they could tug at any man's heart.

Through years of suffering had dulled her striking features, her eyes were one of the features that were still clear and encapturing.

"But when you kill me, do it while looking into my eyes. Do not look away when you pierce through me."

'If you do not even flinch when you kill me, at least I would know that all of that was fake. I would know it had only been me, the idiot who had been clinging to the fantasy alone. That... you had never felt anything for me.'

At her words, finally, Davdi's cold expression turned even chillier.