I killed My Preference For You With My Own Hands

I had intended to leave in a dignified manner, but I had long since become a laughingstock.

"Room 3102, 20 boxes of beer and a cake ordered. Faye, you can deliver it," I heard the manager instruct.

Receiving the order, I pushed the beer cart into Flora's birthday party.

Darcy was sitting among his friends, watching them say mean things about me.

"Darcy, did Faye give you a hard time last night? This is all your fault for spoiling her!"

"Yes, I've never liked her from the start. She used to interfere with your relationship, and now she's always clinging to you, sending messages non-stop, not giving you any privacy. She was just a substitute for Flora, so why not divorce her when Flora comes back?"

I bit my lip and lowered my head, realizing that I had always been a ridiculous substitute.

Darcy's eyebrows twitched, frowning as he held his phone. He looked at it over and over again without receiving any messages.

He had a severe stomach problem and could not eat cold food or drink alcohol.

Usually, when he goes out to socialize, I would remind him.

But this time...

Flora interrupted them, smiling sweetly, her face flushed, and handed Darcy a cold beer.

"Come on, you guys can't make fun of Darcy.

"Faye is not like what you said. She let me have Darcy last night!"

Hearing this, Darcy's body stiffened for a moment, and he drained the entire glass in one gulp.

"Oh..."

The banquet hall erupted in cheers, and the atmosphere was ignited instantly.

Someone was cheering for them to kiss!

My expression remained unchanged, calmly opening the beer bottles one by one and pushing the cake over.

Flora looked at Darcy, her voice coy, "Oh, come on, you guys, don't be silly.

"Let's just eat the cake. I won't make a wish."

Darcy said with a frown. He patted her head lovingly. "Don't girls value the sense of rituals? I'll help you achieve any wish you make."

Hearing this, my hand hanging by my side trembled slightly.

It turned out that he understood a girl's sense of rituals.

But it differed in person.

Darcy's words once again pushed the atmosphere to a climax, Flora looked at him with a face full of happiness and affection.

I felt so heartbroken that I couldn't breathe, afraid to see the two of them kissing and not wanting to leave.

I should have known that a man's infidelity had only zero and countless times.

At that moment, I didn't want to witness how wonderful their love was.

But when I turned around, my wrist was grabbed tightly by Darcy.

His voice had no inflection, but it exerted a lot of pressure.

"Faye, why are you here? Do you want to be a rat in a sewer, spying on others' happiness?"

Darcy was angry.

I took a deep breath, smiling through the flickering candlelight, cold and distant, "The cake and beer have been delivered. Thank you for visiting Room 3102. Have fun!"

In this failed marriage, I was the one who ran away.

But Darcy didn't intend to let me go. He increased the force in his hand, trying to crush me, coldly cursing, "Don't you have any shame? Carrying the title of Mrs. Beck here doing this lowly job. Do you think I'm dead?"

He pulled out a bank card from his suit and threw it straight at my face, saying, "If you want money, is this enough? You scum!"

The pain on my face was nothing compared to the millionth of the pain in my heart.

He branded me with just a few words in a matter of seconds.

In his eyes, I was nothing more than a lowly worker who did dirty jobs and peeped at others' happiness all the time. I was like a clown.

I didn't bother to argue with him, my expression unchanged, and said calmly, "If there's nothing else, I'll leave first."

Darcy grabbed my hand tightly and said, "What are you being so sensitive about?"

Flora saw this and quickly came up to him, smiling and putting her arm around his arm, showing affection and a hint of anger, "Darcy, why are you always so mean to Faye? Since she's here, let's all play together."

"She doesn't deserve it!" Darcy said through gritted teeth.

I nodded and smiled.

As the door to the room closed, I heard the sound of broken glass and Flora's frightened scream.

"Oh! Darcy, what's wrong with you?"