He Begged For My Love After Breaking My Heart

I blinked in surprise. I hadn’t expected it, but before I could do anything, a figure rushed from behind, shoved me to the ground, and took Madison into his arms.

I thought my heart couldn’t shatter any more, but it did, especially when Travis started to look at me and scold me.

“What the hell is wrong with you, Zoe? Madison came here to say hi, and then you hit her all of a sudden?”

He glared at me, and I could feel no affection at all—as if I wasn’t even his wife.

I pressed my lips together and glared back at him. “She brought up my mother and called me useless. Do you think I would just sit tight when you haven’t even given me an explanation about it back then? You just told me the operation failed… and what?”

He raised his brow, and for a fleeting moment, I saw him panic, but then he tried to hide it. “Explanation? Didn’t we talk about this already? It failed because of her critical condition. Why are you acting as if I was hiding something from you?”

Because he was hiding something from me! I wanted to tell him that, but I didn’t want to blow my cover. There was a right time for my revenge.

Before I could speak, he added, “Whatever happened, there is no reason for you to hurt Madison when she’s just being nice. Now, I want you to apologize to her!”

I didn’t get the chance to say another word before Madison spoke. “It’s okay, Travis. I think she must have still hated me after Ethan broke their engagement and married me. Maybe I deserved her slap. It’s okay. Don’t make it any harder for her. Consider this my way of making amends.”

They didn’t wait for me to say anything else before they turned their backs.

Halfway through, I heard Madison say, “If she despises me so much, maybe we should stop contacting each other. I don’t want to make things difficult for you.”

I closed my fist. This was my last straw. I was over Travis now.

I ignored them and continued burning five years of what I thought was love, but was just a lie.

A little later, Travis texted me.

I’m sorry, love. I know I hurt you by asking you to apologize to Madison, but she’s the head of the Harris project, and I just didn’t want to affect the company negatively. Once this matter is resolved, I’ll make it up to you. I mentioned I’d get you a gift. Just don’t be upset, okay?

I ignored his message and proceeded to my room. I knew better. He loved Madison. I was just a replacement.

Once upstairs, I grabbed the bag I had packed earlier and left the house. The hotel room was cold and quiet, but it didn’t bother me. I was alone, and that was all I wanted.

I had barely settled in when my phone rang. It was one of the staff from the company.

“Ma’am, where are you?” she asked. “Have you forgotten that you have a meeting with an investor today?”

But that wasn’t the part that caught my attention. It was the voice on the other end. It was Travis, telling his staff to call a team of specialists to treat Madison. I laughed. Was he serious?

It was nothing but a scratch, yet he was willing to spend millions on someone else’s wife.

I hung up and told the secretary I wasn’t going to attend.

A little later, Travis started calling me. I knew he was going to tell me about the meeting with the investors. It seemed he hadn’t seen my resignation letter just yet.

I answered the phone, hoping to hear his name, but he didn’t realize I had already answered because he was busy issuing instructions to his secretary.

“Sir, are you sure you want to revise the contract? The losses that the company will suffer will be more than tens of millions of dollars if we do this project. Please, consider this carefully.”

“No need. Revise it!” he said. “It’s what I promised Madison, and what she wants, she gets.”

After his secretary left, he remembered he called me.

“Hey, love. I’m sorry, but they told me you missed the meeting? What’s wrong? It’s important—”

“I’m not feeling well.”

“Oh, I see. Then I’ll cancel it now. Just take a rest, and I’ll be back soon.”

I wasn’t sure if he went back home because I had spent the whole day in the hotel room, waiting for the perfect moment to announce my fake death.

But surely, he didn’t come home. As I was scrolling through my social media account, I came across an influencer doing a live stream at a famous shop. I didn’t care at first, but then, from the background, I saw Madison and Travis together.

On screen, he was busy helping Madison pick out a dress.

This was the time. I called my lawyer to send the documents to his staff as soon as possible, then called the agency to finalize the plan.

Not long after, his secretary rushed in with a pale face. She was holding her tablet and showed it to Travis. “Sir, I think we have a problem! It seems like Madam Zoe learned about what happened to her mother five years ago and she’s asking for a divorce.”

From the screen, I could see Travis’ shocked face, and then, after a while, another staff member approached. “Sir! Someone called! Madam Zoe killed herself because she couldn’t accept what you did to her mother!”