Chapter 3

He had a smile on his face as he fed me a cherry tomato.

But Julian Vance, I'm allergic to cherry tomatoes.

How could he be so meticulous and yet forget that?

"Come on, your birthday is next month. I'll get you that ring you love. Oh, and when are you planning to try on wedding dresses?"

I pushed his hand away, but I didn't completely lose my temper with him.

If he wanted to put on an act, I'd play along.

Ryan suddenly frowned and asked,

"Celeste, is this engagement banquet for you and Julian Vance?"

I smirked, but didn't answer directly.

"On my birthday, I'll have the groom's suit and groomsmen's suits ready for you guys. Remember to pick them up on time."

Since it was *my* grand wedding, I would personally confirm every detail.

My father came to the private room to call me, and I stood up to leave.

Leo, who had been silent for a while, scoffed.

"Why even ask? Back when Julian Vance was bullied by the former Student Body President, she spent a month taking him down to get Julian Vance promoted. And for his birthday the past three years, wasn't it always her who spent a fortune organizing them? Julian Vance, you really have a good fiancée."

"That's enough."

Julian Vance's voice was cold.

"Blair is waiting for us. Don't say anything out of line when we get there."

Hearing Blair's name, I completely lost it.

I thought my heart had turned to ash, but apparently, it could still ache.

I had loved Julian Vance for three years. Every day, I felt like I was living for him.

After my mom died, I was heartbroken and depressed for a long time.

I once believed he was the prince who pulled me out of hell, but I never thought he'd become someone else's knight.

"Celeste."

Julian Vance called out to me.

He roughly grabbed my arm, and said coldly,

"I don't want Blair to know about the Freshman Orientation Week. I'm afraid she'll be upset."

"She's always like that, so sweet and kind, always thinking of others even when she's hurt."

The pampering in his tone was like a sharp knife twisting in my heart.

"Julian Vance, why are you so confident that I'll always love you?"

His tone was slightly displeased. "I agreed to marry you, but don't be unreasonable."

I shook off his hand, trembling.

"Julian Vance, we're over."

I hurried toward my father, but a cake cart suddenly rolled toward me.

I instinctively dodged, but my foot was still run over, and my dress was covered in cream.

"Oh dear, big sister, are you alright? It's all my fault for being so clumsy, I can't even push a cake cart properly."

My mom's figure stood before me again, enraged, she yelled,

"What clumsy? I think you did it on purpose! You just want to harm my daughter, not only to inherit her shares in the Richard family but also to covet my inheritance! Ugh, you shameless wretch!"

Julian Vance rushed to Blair's side and hugged her.

"Are you alright? You're not hurt, are you? It's that awful cake cart, it's got nothing to do with you. Don't blame yourself."

He looked at me with extreme impatience.

"Blair is already scared, why aren't you apologizing to her?"

Apologize?

Why should I?

"These two scumbags! They think my daughter has no one to back her up, do they? It's infuriating!"

Seeing my mom so upset, I gritted my teeth, enduring the pain, and stood up.

I slowly walked over to them, picked up the remaining cake, and smashed it onto them.

In an instant, the hall had two new Santa Clauses.

Julian Vance was furious, roaring,

"Celeste, you have no manners!"

I pushed the cart towards them again.

"Manners? Those are for people, not for dogs."

Seeing them stunned, I clapped my hands and strode away.

Once in the car, I told the driver to take me home.

After hearing the whole story, my father asked if I needed him to handle it, but I shook my head.

At the beginning of our relationship, Julian Vance would fret even if a single strand of my hair fell.

He always had a handkerchief in his pocket. If there was a speck of dirt on my shoe, he would kneel down and wipe it for me.

Now, he cared less and less about me.

He even humiliated me for another woman.

If I married him, my life would only become more miserable day by day.