Chapter 4

I dragged the cumbersome dress that didn't fit me and left the scene.

Reporters were trailing behind, bombarding me with questions.

"Miss Brynn, you've been with Connor for years. Why did your relationship suddenly fall apart? Is there a third party involved?"

"Miss Brynn, could you address the question directly?"

Perhaps it was the lingering emotions from so many years together that made me stop in my tracks.

"Between us, it's just that we've been together too long and grown weary of each other. As for a third party, I have no idea."

"I only hope that both he and I can let each other go."

Connor, this is the last bit of dignity I'm giving you.

I saw Connor following the reporters out, belatedly realizing what was happening. It was almost laughable to see the unflappable Connor now looking panicked and reluctant.

He pushed through the crowd, shouting my name, pleading with me not to leave.

But it's too late, Connor. From the moment you brought a pretty female student into our bed, you should have known there would be no future for us.

I erased all traces of the life Connor and I shared. The divorce papers had already been sent to his email long ago.

We got married when we were at our poorest and most difficult, and now I am ending it at the peak of his success.

Even the wedding I once eagerly anticipated has become a complete joke.

With a wry smile, I boarded the plane to Paris with my daughter's ashes and a few pieces of luggage.

To support Connor's startup, I changed my major in college.

I knew nothing about jewelry design, yet for him, I built my way up from nothing and became a renowned designer known as Bruce.

I granted all my designs to Connor's company for free, allowing him to be discovered by a famous jewelry developer during his most challenging times, propelling his brand to success.

Once the company thrived, he told me, "Brynn, you don't need to work so hard anymore. From now on, just focus on spending money at home. Leave everything else to me."

"When this busy period is over, I'll give you the most unique and grand wedding in the world."

But he no longer needed my designs, as the company could now afford more experienced and famous designers.

I knew that once someone is caught up in the world of glitz and glamour, distinguishing right from wrong becomes difficult.

Women's items began to appear at home, and I went from questioning and doubting to feeling numb. When I discovered I was pregnant, my first thought was regret-why did this child come at such an inopportune time?

Connor would always brush things off with a vague promise to do better next time.

And I remained ensnared in his empty promises.

Until he gave me that necklace.

The luxurious, dazzling sapphire necklace was in the blue I despised the most, delivered by his new favorite-his secretary, Karina.

I don't know what I felt when I accepted that ring. I only remember feeling utterly exhausted that day, even though the promise I'd waited for years was about to be fulfilled.

I couldn't endure it any longer.

It was much like how I feel now.

"Connor, I can't wait any longer. Keep your promises for another woman."