He Ditched Our Engagement for His Unforgettable Love

Aileen’s face drained of color in fear. When she saw me, a mess tangled in the wedding dress, she frowned and obediently curled up in Rufus's arms.

"Today’s not a day off. You’re supposed to be at work, not here causing trouble!"

Rufus didn’t show the slightest hint of guilt or unease. Instead, he boldly confronted me, his tone laced with disdain.

The wedding dress had been knocked into disarray and the sales clerk, shocked, shot me a furious glance but dared not speak out.

I stood up from the floor without a word, not wanting to argue.

My feelings for him had long since faded—he no longer stirred any emotions in me.

Seeing that I remained silent, staring at Aileen, he grew serious and said,

“Emilia, you can’t force something that isn’t meant to be. The one I love is Aileen.”

"Since you're here, let me make things clear. I'll give you a generous breakup settlement: an Audi and of course, you can keep the villa, but I’ll pay half to help you buy a new apartment in a different neighborhood."

I kept my gaze fixed on Aileen’s wedding dress and asked, "Rufus, I just want to know—did you ever love me, even for a single moment?"

Aileen, hearing my words, smirked, her lips curling into a condescending, victorious smile.

"No, Emilia," Rufus replied coldly. "I can only say I tried, but I couldn’t settle. I agreed to be with you because you helped me."

"I only pitied you. Aileen wasn’t around and I needed someone to fill the space, so I agreed to be with you."

"My love for Aileen is engraved in my bones, woven into my soul."

So heartless.

Fine.

Since he was so ruthless, there was no reason for me to show him any mercy.

Just then, the store manager walked in, phone pressed to his ear, as he apologized, "Mr. Nox, I’m sorry..."

The store manager looked around at the mess, trying to maintain her composure. She asked if Rufus had been startled, then turned to scold me, the one responsible for the chaos. But when she saw me, her words caught in her throat and she paused in surprise.

"Ms. Sieghart, you're here... Did you hurt yourself?"

"I'm fine," I replied coldly.

"This gentleman wants to..."

Before the manager could finish, I cut her off.

"I refuse. Have her take it off."

The manager stiffened, unsure of how to proceed.

Aileen shook her head, clinging to Rufus like a petulant child, refusing to cooperate.

"Emilia, stop your ridiculous act at once! I paid for the wedding dress, so I’ll decide who wears it!"

"Bring me the scissors."

"I’ll say it one more time: take off the wedding dress."

I ignored him completely, my gaze icy as I locked eyes with Aileen.

I had paid in full for that wedding dress and although the store manager hesitated, she ultimately obeyed my command.

Aileen shot me a few furious glares before turning to Rufus with a look of shock and hurt.

Rufus, teeth clenched in rage, raised his hand as if to slap me, but I kicked him between the legs and shoved him into a rack of dresses.

I cornered Aileen, then took the scissors and began slicing her wedding dress to pieces.

I didn’t stop until she was left exposed, the fabric now in tatters.

Throwing the scissors aside, I turned and walked out of the bridal shop, dialing Grandpa's number.

"Grandpa Duke, let’s make the announcement about Rufus being removed as CEO on the day of his wedding."

Part 5

I immediately called Sebastian, the middle-aged butler and told him to sell the villa I was living in at a low price.

It was time to leave my past behind and cut all ties with Rufus.

Despite the six years of emotions and memories that bound me to him, the sudden separation still left a lingering sense of regret.