After Three Years of Love, His Vicious First Love Returns

Adrian and Ace, hand in hand, appeared in the villa's living room. Ace had exquisite makeup and was dressed elegantly, forming a sharp contrast with my disheveled appearance.

Standing there, I almost believed they were the truly loving couple.

The marital home that Adrian and I had decorated together, with the modern Chinese style I liked, was completely replaced with the European style that Ace preferred.

She now carried herself as the mistress of the house.

"Ace hasn't been feeling well, so I let her stay here for now."

Adrian made an effort to explain, but it didn't matter to me anymore.

I didn't care how long she stayed, nor did I care about the affection between Adrian and her.

I'm here today to take back what I used to have here.

As for what would happen to them in the future, it had nothing to do with me.

I told myself over and over again in my heart, but my heart felt as if there was a big stone pressing down on it, heavy and deep.

"Emma, you just got out of prison today. Both Adrian and I are very happy."

Ace walked over, trying to take my hand, but I shook her off.

Her eyes instantly turned red, and she was at a loss, which made people feel pitiful.

"Emma, I'm sorry. The things were accidentally thrown away by the workers during the renovation. I searched the trash cans for a long time but couldn't find them."

"Who gave you permission to touch my things?"

My crisp voice echoed in the living room. Ace covered her face, looking at me in disbelief.

Adrian quickly pushed me away, shielding the pitiful Ace.

"Enough, Emma. Ace has already apologized to you. Stop making unreasonable trouble."

Unreasonable trouble? Me?

She stole my fiance.

Throw away my things,

Give me the fingerprints of my wedding room.

After suppressing my emotions for a long time, I finally lost control. I swept away everything on the table. The vase was pushed over, and the sound of porcelain breaking resounded throughout the hall.

Adrian held me as I broke down, not forgetting to have the housekeeper help Ace upstairs.

Adrian, did you so afraid I'll hurt her?

But I was the one who was really hurt.

Adrian pulled me into his room, using the same hand he just held Ace with.

He threw me against the wall, and the pain brought visions of him holding Ace so carefully to my mind.

"Emma, stop it. Don't you want to get married? I'll compensate you. I can marry you."

"Even though you were in prison for three years, I'll still be the one to marry you."

I laughed when I heard that, but my tears kept flowing.

I tried my best to push him away.

"Adrian, what makes you think I would want to marry you now?"

"I don't want to see you again. I'm here today to take back what I used to have."

Adrian looked stunned for a few seconds. I had always appeared gentle before him, never speaking to him in such a tone.

I walked straight out, but Adrian quickly caught up.

Before I could turn back, he had already pinned me tightly in his arms.

His tone was slightly angry.

"Emma, only I can say we're breaking up. We will get married."

"I will explain to the media that you and Ace are best friends. You went to prison three years ago to protect her, accidentally killing someone. This way, you'll appear in the public eye positively."

Looking around at the European-style decorations Ace preferred, I muttered,

"Adrian, your company is expanding its financing, right?"

Before I went to prison, Adrian was already known as a business prodigy.

Now, he was just one step away from becoming a top figure in Riverley.

My positive image in the public eye would benefit him and his company.

The devoted Mr. Andrews waited for his fiancée who went to prison in 3 years, how touching.

"Adrian, did you ever think about your beloved Ace when you decided to marry me?"

"I'll arrange it."

As soon as Adrian's voice fell, we heard the sound of a plate dropping outside the door.

Ace said, "I thought of bringing you some milk to help you sleep. I didn't mean to eavesdrop."

"Adrian, are you going to abandon me?"

Adrian carefully supported the almost fainting Ace and gently said,

"I'll take you back to your room."

I heard Ace's intermittent crying and Adrian's comforting words from her room and couldn't help but cover my ears.

Why didn't I notice before that this house had such poor sound insulation.

"Adrian, I'm pregnant with your child."

I couldn't help but smirk. If I remember correctly, three years ago, Adrian's premarital examination report stated infertile.