Give My Fiancé to His First Love

I bit my dry lips until they bled.

I slowly looked up and met Scott's gloomy and angry gaze.

He was partly responsible for my mom's death, and he wanted me to apologize to the murderer?

My heart was broken.

I couldn't breathe.

Viola recovered after taking the pill and held Scott's arm, her eyes red.

"I'm sorry. It's all my fault. My mom died at the wrong time. It's fine. If Laura likes it here, she can have it."

She began to sob, and her face was covered with tears.

Scott's eyes were full of pity.

He looked at me and said completely impatiently, "We're getting married soon. All my time in the future will be yours. Do you really have to make a scene right after Jade died? Can't you be with Lucy?

"You said last night Lucy was sick. And you're here instead of there being with her? Were you lying to me last night?"

He was so angry that his eyes turned red.

I loved him for five years, and he smeared me just like that for his first love.

My chest throbbed in pain as I breathed.

With trembling lips, I shouted, venting out the grievances that had been consuming me for five years.

"Enough! Scott, you think you're so affectionate? You think you're responsible?

"We've just gotten engaged, and you're spending all your time on Viola. You really expect me to believe that you'll be with me after we get married?

"I'm tired. I'm tired indeed. I even had to send you two messages to cancel our engagement!"

When he heard that I wanted to cancel our engagement, his eyes flickered.

Yet when he opened his mouth again, he was even more furious.

"Yeah! I'll stay with you 24/7! Forget about the company! It might as well go bankrupt! I'll stay with you every day! Happy?"

After that, he was so angry that his face was twisted. He strode to my mom's urn and grabbed it.

Then he used all his strength to smash into the pit.

The ashes scattered all over the ground and quickly blended into the mud.

"Lucy is sick! So what? Jade was Viola's mom, too! So what if we're digging up someone's grave? What's it to you?"

I stared at the deformed urn without blinking.

I felt all the blood drain from my body in an instant, and I completely lost the ability to think.

My cowardice killed Mom.

And now, I couldn't even protect her ashes or her grave!

Flustered, I fell to my knees, reached out to scoop up the dirt with my mom's ashes, and put it in the urn.

In the next second, Scott kicked the urn about thirty feet away.

And now, I had none of Mom's ashes left.

I seemed to have suddenly lost my ability to breathe, and my heart stopped beating.

Endless cries of despair overwhelmed me.

Viola suddenly squatted down beside me.

She said gently, "I'm sorry. I apologize to you on behalf of Scott. He's just too anxious. Mom is really important to me..."

I turned my head stiffly only to see the provocation in her eyes.

And then I lost it. I slapped her fair cheek.

Blood trickled down the corner of her lips.

Almost at the same time, Scott kicked me in the back.

Due to his great force, I lay on the ground.

It hurt so much that my whole body was falling apart, yet the physical pain was nothing compared to my heartache.

"You aren't sick. Stop acting all crazy! Are you done? You want the whole world to know my fiancée is a jealous, crazy gal?"

There was no trace of love for me in his voice.

I, his fiancée, was a disgrace to him.

Pale-faced, I clutched my chest and met his bloodshot gaze.

"Let's cancel the engagement. We'll be strangers from now on. Mr. Wilcher, from now on, you don't have to worry about being disgraced by me.

"Scott, it's over."

Frowning, he was so angry that he actually burst into laughter.

"Laura, what the hell do I have to do to make you stop? You're acting all nuts just because I didn't arrange a doctor for Lucy?

"Fine! I'll go get a doctor for her! OK? I'll go get a doctor for her right now!

"You keep saying Lucy's sick, and where you are? You're here, fighting with Viola for a grave in the wilderness!

"You jealous woman. Your tricks disgust me!"

His words were getting colder and colder, like a sharp blade stabbing into my chest.

Too bad I had already been hurt so deeply that I actually felt numb.

Trembling, I stood up while supporting the soil.

While he took out his phone, I limped to my mom's urn.

My legs went numb, and I couldn't take it anymore.

Scott dialed his assistant's number and immediately ordered.

"Have those experts worked out a solution? Find a hospital and schedule the operation now!

"And get your ass here! Take Laura away! Now! I don't wanna see her for at least a month!"

His assistant fell silent for a long time.

Then his assistant said in a timid voice, "I'm sorry, Mr. Wilcher.

"Ms. Bell has already contacted me. Her mom was cremated this morning and was buried in the peach blossom forest halfway up the mountain. It's ... the place Ms. Quinn chose."