Betrayed Bride, Relentless Groom

I said with full of embarrassment and grievance.

"Wendy, it's just a wedding dress, it's okay! I'm overseas right now. I’ve asked someone to send you a gift, hoping it’ll make you feel a bit better."

As soon as I got home, a butler dressed in a suit and tie came to the door, seriously handing me a box.

Inside was a complete set of emerald jewelry.

"This is the family heirloom of my family, passed down through generations to the matriarch of the Smith family. Please accept it, Miss Shaw."

I carefully took the box, a wave of warmth flooding my heart.

Henry truly respected me as his wife and for the first time, I felt a glimmer of hope for the future of our marriage.

Just as I was about to pick up a call from a colleague regarding some unclear work details, I returned and found that the emerald heirloom was nowhere to be found.

I searched the entire room, but there was no trace of it. The doors and windows showed no signs of being tampered with.

Just as I was about to call the police, I suddenly saw Cynthia's post on her social media.

“Unable to find a wedding ring that I liked, who knew he would prepare traditional l jewelry for me instead. This must be what it feels like to marry for love."

In the photo, Cynthia wore earrings, a necklace and jade bracelets. Weren't those the very emerald heirlooms that Henry had given me?

I opened the room's surveillance footage and saw that after I left, Ethan and Cynthia had visited.

"Ethan, is this the surprise you prepared for me? It's so beautiful!"

Cynthia immediately set her eyes on the emerald jewelry I had left on the bedside table.

Ethan paused for a moment, looking awkward as he stammered. "Uh... I'm glad you like it..."

My heart was in turmoil. I couldn't think any longer and rushed to Ethan’s house.

When I arrived, Cynthia was showing off the jewelry set in front of Ethan's relatives.

"This is the heirloom from Ethan," she said smugly, "he's already decided that I'm going to be the daughter-in-law of the Hill Family."

"The shine on this is so impressive, Ethan really treats you well!"

My blood boiled in anger as I stormed forward and pointed at them.

"Thief, who gave you permission to steal my emerald jewelry? Give it back to me!"

Seeing me, Cynthia sneered and mocked me.

"Wendy, can you have some dignity? This set of jewelry is Ethan's family heirloom, when did it become your personal property? You've already taken my wedding ring and wedding dress and now you want to steal the Hill Family's heirloom? How shameless can you be?"

I looked at Ethan, who was standing beside me with a guilty expression.

"Are you sure this is your family's heirloom? Do you want me to call the police and confirm it right now?"

Ethan, embarrassed by my words, became enraged.

"Enough! Even if it's not my family's heirloom, but you stole Cynthia wedding ring and wedding dress, shouldn't you apologize to her? At worst, once Cynthia gets tired of it, I'll let you wear it for a few days!"

I felt my blood boil. I had never encountered such shameless behavior from such a pair of dogs.

Not wanting to waste any more words, I pulled out my phone to call the police.

Cynthia's eyes flickered and she suddenly tore off the jewelry she was wearing.

"Wendy, stop making things difficult for us over and over again. If you want it, just take it… Just let us go, Ethan doesn't love you, stop pestering him."

She put on a look of being wronged, as if I were truly the shameless, persistent woman.

Cynthia handed the jewelry to me, but suddenly let go and the entire set of emerald jewelry crashed to the floor, shattering into pieces.

My head rang and for a moment, it felt as if the blood in my body had frozen.

However, Cynthia smiled slightly. "Oh, why didn't you catch it, Wendy? It's such a pity, this fine emerald..."

Ethan looked down at me from above, his tone full of disdain. "Wendy, stop embarrassing yourself! Take your junk and get out of my house!"

I looked at the shattered pieces on the ground, my heart aching beyond words.

"Ethan, I will never forgive you for the rest of my life!"

He sneered, "So what if you don't forgive me? Don't come crawling back like a dog in a few days, begging me to take you back. I warn you, don't come and ruin my wedding in five days! If you're obedient, maybe I'll feel generous and visit you every once in a while!"

"No need, you'd better never come looking for me again!"

With that, I turned and left his house and listed the house for sale.

The family heirloom had been destroyed and I couldn't help but feel guilty.

Henry continuously comforted me on the phone.

"It’s just a material possession. Since I gave it to you, it's yours to do with as you please. Anyway, are you ready? I don't want my bride to be walking down the aisle with swollen eyes from crying."

Before I knew it, the wedding day arrived and I inexplicably began to feel nervous.

Just as I finished doing my makeup, of course, I bumped into Ethan in a suit in the bathroom again.

"Wendy, you're really thick-skinned. I've already told you not to come and disrupt the wedding. Are you deaf? Looks like if I don't teach you a lesson, you'll keep ignoring what I say! Someone, take her away and lock her up!"

I struggled desperately. "Ethan, let go of me, I'm not trying to ruin your wedding."

Ethan sneered. "Wendy, even when you lie, you don't even bother to prepare. If you weren't trying to steal the wedding, why are you dressed like this?"

"Let go of me. I told you, my marriage has nothing to do with you. The person I'm going to marry isn't you."

He contemptuously pinched my chin. "Besides me, who else would want you? Wendy, there's a limit to how much you can act. If you go too far, you'll just annoy people."

Just as he ordered his men to take me away, a deep male voice came from behind.

"Mr. Hill, where do you plan to take my bride?"