The Ultimate Betrayal: A Lover's Revenge Unleashed

Nolan didn't return until noon the next day.

After lunch, I drove alone to the cemetery.

It was the anniversary of my mother's death.

Having gotten used to solitude since returning to the country four years ago, Nolan had never once accompanied me here.

He was always with Aria.

Once, when I insisted, he turned cold and accused me, "Your mother has been dead for four years, yet you dredge it up daily. Do you expect me to die with her?"

After that, I stopped asking.

The Nolan who once sneaked out to help me deal with my mother's affairs seems like a distant memory now.

I talked to my mom but didn't mention Nolan.

From afar, two figures approached.

"Nolan, my cat is so pitiful, we must bury it properly."

"Sure, I've arranged the best plot for it."

It was Nolan and Aria.

Aria held a small urn, her eyes red, while Nolan wrapped his arms around her, her pillar of support.

He saw me, paused, and then grabbed my wrist in frustration. "Scarlett, knowing the cat is being buried today, you planned to cause trouble, didn't you?"

His fingers pressed too hard, digging into my flesh.

He was so concerned over a cat's death, yet he'd wholly forgotten my mom's anniversary.

Indeed, human affection was biased.

I clenched my teeth and pried his fingers off one by one, my gaze icy. "Do you even remember what today is?"

He couldn't recall.

Of course, his heart was with Aria.

"It's my mom's death anniversary."

His startled eyes swept over the fresh flowers in front of the tombstone, finally resting on my mom's name.

Guilt crept into his eyes. "Aria's cat died, and I came to bury it with her. I forgot, but next year, I'll definitely come with you."

I couldn't help but scoff. He said that every year, he consistently failed to show up.

After hearing so many lies, I had naturally become immune

I didn't want to pay him any attention and continued clearing the weeds.

Nolan hadn't planned to bury the cat here, but Aria looked at my mom's tombstone, a malicious glint flashing in her eyes. Suddenly, she pointed to the space beside it.

And she said, "Nolan, let's bury the cat here. The view here is good; it will help Kitty be an angel soon."