My Fiancé was Deceived by His True Love, while I Lived Happily

I stumbled and knocked over the dining table behind me. The cups and plates shattered all over the floor. The sharp fragments cut through my calf.

Looking up amidst the mess, I was met with a hall full of guests, either sneering or sympathetic gazes.

“Gaundetia Winifred, what are you mad at again?”

My dad had a grey face. On the other side, my mom hid behind the crowd. She didn’t dare to look at me. While Charlotte was protected by Benedict in his arms. She showed me a winning smile.

Benedict looked at me with a strong disgust that could not be dissolved. My eyes felt burned. So, I turned around and left.

When I turned around, I stepped on glass shards, but I still had to straighten my back so that no one could see my embarrassment. I found my best friend, Evelyn Bellamy.

I stayed at her house for a few days. Hearing me say everything, Evelyn was so angry that she stomped her feet.

“Even if Benedict is a block of thousand-year-old ice, you don’t have to marry that useless person from the Roussel Family!”

“You have paid so much for Charlotte. She didn't even have a word of thanks to you. What kind of Christian is that? She is just...”

She was suddenly silenced. At the door of the gallery, Benedict was carefully escorting Charlotte as they walked in. Charlotte was wearing a goose-coat dress, as pure as a daisy.

“This painting is so pretty!”

She suddenly pointed at the painting in front of us. “Benedict, you bought it for me, right?”

Evelyn immediately blocked in front. “We'll take a look first.”

Charlotte's eyes instantly turned red. Benedict had a cold face.

“Let Charlotte have it.”

“On what grounds?” Evelyn was so angry that she was trembling.

I grabbed her hand and said, “Let's go, Evelyn. I don't really like it either.”

For the entire afternoon, Charlotte followed us like a shadow. In the end, all the paintings in the gallery were bought by Benedict.

Just as we were about to leave, the crystal lamp suddenly fell. A child happened to be standing under the lamp.

In the nick of time, I rushed over and pushed the stunned child away. The moment the sharp pain hit, I saw Benedict's hesitant steps.

“Benedict.” Charlotte suddenly held her forehead delicately. “I'm so scared! I'm dizzy.”

Benedict helped Charlotte. They turned away without hesitation.

When I woke up again, Evelyn cursed with red eyes. “Benedict, this beast!”

I opened my cell phone with a pale face. In my circle of friends, Benedict was accompanying Charlotte to enjoy the flowers.

“Stop crying, Evelyn.”

I said softly, “Have you forgotten? The person I want to marry is Dominic Roussel.”

She cried even harder. In order not to let my mom worry, I lied to her and said that I went on a trip. But in fact, I was alone in the hospital for three days.

On the day I was discharged from the hospital, Benedict actually took the initiative to contact me. He asked to meet at the most expensive revolving restaurant in the city centre. He pushed over an exquisite gift box with a light blue scarf inside.

“I will fulfil the engagement, as long as you no longer target Charlotte.”

I laughed at myself. “No need, it was originally my sister's wedding.”

“That day Charlotte was not feeling well,” he explained in an unprecedented way.

Before the words fell, Charlotte appeared with high heels. She held the latest model of the season's bag on her shoulder. The silk scarf, however, was just a matching item that was given to her when she bought the bag.

“Gaudentia.” She affectionately took Benedict's hand. “I purposely asked Benedict to pick out a gift for you. Do you like it?”

That bag of hers was the same colour as the silk scarf, which made my eyes hurt. I forced a smile. I pinched my nails deep into my palms.

When I got home, I saw my mom limping down the stairs with her hands.

“Mom!”

I rushed over to help her, but I felt a bruise on her wrist. “Did Charlotte push you again?”

I couldn't stop my voice from shaking. Over the years, Charlotte had always called my mom a mistress and even made a move. Even though my mom had clearly married after her biological mom died.