Chapter 1: The Man She Left Behind
Everyone, meet my old boyfriend Marcus, the man who could never afford the life I wanted.
He couldn't even afford the kind of luxury and fine jewelry I wear right now.
Without skipping a beat, she tipped her crystal glass, casually pouring the sticky pink champagne directly onto the front of his light-colored suit jacket.
The chilled liquid splashed over his crisp shirt, dripping down the immaculate fabric while the surrounding crowd gasped in stunned silence.
He stood completely still, eyes cast downward, silently absorbing the public humiliation as the vibrant pink stain spread across his chest.
😢
And this is my husband Darius, she continued, turning toward a tall, sharply dressed man stepping out onto the sunlit terrace, gesturing toward him with pride.
He actually knows how to give me the life I truly deserve.
Darius glanced at Marcus's ruined outfit, his brow furrowing in instant disbelief and horror.
Why would you do something like that to him?
What did he ever do to you?
Nothing, she shrugged, smirking as if it were all a harmless joke.
He's just completely broke.
Why do you even care so much about him anyway?
😤
A sharp, ringing crack echoed across the patio as Darius's hand struck her face, cutting her off instantly.
The woman stumbled back, clutching her reddening cheek, her eyes wide with total shock and horror.
😨
He's my boss!
Darius shouted, his voice shaking with furious indignation.
Turning to Marcus, he lowered his head in deep shame.
Mr.
Reed, I am so deeply sorry for what just happened.
He swung back around to his stunned wife, his eyes ablaze with rage.
Now apologize to him right now!
🔥
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What will Darius's wife do next — and what does Marcus really think of all this?
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