Nicholas's tone was calm as he casually twirled the bracelet on his wrist with his fingertips.
Seeing this gesture, I couldn't help but think of something.
It was said that this bracelet was once enshrined in the grandest church in the plateau region. It was a gift from his ex-girlfriend during his coming-of-age ceremony as he turned 18.
Nicholas wore it for 12 years and regarded it as a treasure.
I remember one time when he left it on the living room table while taking a shower, and out of curiosity, I picked it up to have a closer look.
He scolded her on the spot, "Who allowed you to touch it?"
After that, he didn't treat me well for a whole week.
"Who are you kidding? You obviously only have Karen Sullivan in your heart, but you let Bella pester you for five years."
One sentence brought my thoughts back.
I glared at the fat man, Ivan Taylor. "Nicholas's relationship with her is already in the past. I am his legal wife."
No one could break us up, at least now.
"It seems like you are the one who was abandoned. What can a marriage licence represent anyway?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a beautiful figure appeared at the door.
It was Karen.
She actually came back early.
"Bella Harrington, who do you think you are to be compared with me?"
Karen raised her hand and slapped me in the face.
Suddenly, I suffered pain, and the blood seeped out from the corners of my mouth.
Five years ago, the Vanderbilt Group was in crisis and faced bankruptcy. As Nicholas was in a state of panic, Karen decided to go abroad to pursue her dreams.
Their relationship fell apart after many years. Then, I took advantage of the opportunity and took her place, and I remain in her place until today.
I wiped the corner of my mouth with my fingertips, looked at the blood on my hands, and couldn't help but sneer.
No one could make me suffer except him.
"Don't do it."
A deep and resonant voice sounded from behind me as he firmly grasped my wrist.
I turned my head mechanically, looked into his eyes, and said word by word, "She was the first to do it."
"Who made you such a slut? Are you worthy of me for stealing my man?"
Karen fiddled with her long hair, a smug smile on her face.
At this moment, she was wearing delicate makeup, and her flaming red lips seemed to arouse people's attention.
She was wearing a light-pink dress, which showed off her curvy figure and slim waist.