After I Walked Away from His Heart, He Finally Understands What He Lost!Chapter 1
As my asthma attack took hold, Lucian Hayes remained at the ballroom's center, entwined with his secretary, laughing softly against her cheek.
Even as I struggled for breath, slipping toward the edge of consciousness, he didn’t falter, lost in their whispered exchanges.
On the drive home, I stumbled upon a diamond ring in the glove compartment.
Before I could utter a word, Lucian snatched it from my hand, his expression darkening.
“It’s not meant for you,” he muttered coldly.
I nodded and pointed toward a bridal shop just ahead.
“Pull over,” I said calmly.
It felt like the right time to return the custom-made wedding dress.
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As I stepped inside, Lucian followed me out of the car, tossing a woman’s jacket in my face.
“Savannah, you really need to break this habit of leaving things behind,” he snapped.
Lucian had an obsession with cleanliness and never allowed any of my belongings to linger in his car.
I glanced at the jacket lying on the ground and replied coolly, “That’s not mine.”
His expression softened, and he picked it up without hesitation.
I recognized it as Ophelia Hawke's jacket. Every time she left something behind, it seemed to ignite yet another one of our endless, heated arguments.
This time, I held my tongue and simply turned to the shop assistant to give her my phone number.
With an enthusiastic grin, she exclaimed, “What great timing! Your custom wedding dress and suit are ready for fitting.”
Before I could protest, Lucian, still fuming, had already entered the dressing room, his demeanor cold.
Ten minutes later, I stood in front of him, clad in a wedding dress.
He shot me a glance, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips.
“Tacky.”
I didn’t argue; instead, I asked the shop assistant to snap a picture for me.
Lucian’s expression shifted to one of impatience, and just as he was about to wrap his arm around me for a couple's shot, his phone rang.
It was the ringtone he had assigned to Ophelia.
With tears in her voice, she lamented the loss of her favorite jacket, promising that if a kind soul returned it, she would pledge her unwavering loyalty to them until death.
Once the call ended, Lucian walked off without a glance back, still in his clothes from earlier.