His Betrayal Led to My Parents' Death on My Wedding Day

I didn't say a word and tried to walk away, but he grabbed my arm.

He said, "Just because the wedding didn't happen, you're making a fuss about breaking up and running away from home, aren't you?"

His casual tone infuriated me, and just as I was about to lash out, Carrie interrupted with a sarcastic tone, "Norma, let me explain. I've been sick these past few days, and Zackary took care of me, which disrupted your wedding plans. I'm really sorry."

Carrie affectionately hugged Zackary's arm and leaned her head on his shoulder.

They looked like a close couple.

"There's no need to explain," I said. "Zackary and I have already broken up. From now on, even if you two are together 24/7, it has nothing to do with me."

Zackary's face darkened instantly. "Norma, can't you speak nicely? Why are you being so sarcastic? You weren't like this before."

I looked him straight in the eye and said, "I wasn't like this before because I was stupid and blind."

This was the first time I had ever snapped at him.

Zackary was taken aback and finally realized something was off with my mood.

He gently brushed off Carrie's hand and tried to hug me, but I dodged him.

He said, "Can't you stop making a scene? Did your parents get upset and yell at you?"

He softened his tone to coax me.

But it was too late. I didn't care anymore.

Before I could say anything, Carrie snorted, "They should be grateful instead of upset. Their family has been poor for generations, and their daughter marrying into the Santana family should be a dream come true. A golden catch like Zackary isn't something just anyone can snag."

Her words were full of sarcasm, but Zackary didn't seem to mind.

"I'll go explain to your parents," he said. "They're usually easy to talk to."

I instantly broke down, my voice trembling. "Just because they're easy to talk to, you think you can hurt them again and again? You promised to visit them, but you always broke your promises. Seeing that they didn't blame you, you thought you could even cancel the wedding halfway?"

"I'll go apologize to them right now," he said. "I promise to arrange a grand wedding soon. That should be enough, right?"

He thought he was giving me an easy way out, and I should just accept it.

He was wrong.

Dead wrong.

I scoffed, "No need."

Every word from him made me sick.

Seeing him blocking the elevator, I turned and headed for the stairwell.

Behind me, Carrie called out, "Norma, stop right there. If you're really running away from home, I'll admire your guts. But you must leave Zackary's things behind. You've been eating his food, drinking his drinks, and using his things for years. If you have the guts, don't take anything and earn your own way."

She clung to Zackary's arm again, acting like the hostess of the house.

I shot back, "These are all my things. Not a single one belongs to Zackary."

"I don't believe you," Carrie sneered.

She turned to look at Zackary.

Zackary stared at me with a poker face.

At that moment, my heart felt like it was being stabbed.

"Zackary, you don't believe me either, do you?" I asked.

He didn't say a word.

His silence was like a slow torture, cutting through my heart. My world turned gray.

Carrie had insulted my parents, and he said nothing. Now she was accusing me of stealing his things, and he still said nothing.

It turned out that in his eyes, my family and I were so worthless.

I loved Zackary for ten years. They said time would tell everything, I thought he knew me well enough to know I wouldn't take his things.

My once-firm belief crumbled in an instant.

The whole world turned gray.

Seeing my pale face, Carrie thought she had hit the mark and gloated, "If you haven't taken Zackary's things, open your backpack and suitcase and show us. If you don't dare, it means you're guilty."