Chapter 3

"Marcus! You are so cruel! How could you spend so much money without telling me? I’ve never received so many gifts from you! How could you just buy all of this for her?"

"Ugh! I knew you were lying when you said I could manage the household finances... I’m never speaking to you again!"

Hearing this, Marcus instantly panicked.

He spotted Chloe in the crowd, let go of my hand without a second thought, and ran after her.

"Chloe, don't be mad. Let me explain."

Suddenly, someone called out to him.

"Hey, Marcus, are you still proposing or what?"

Marcus replied crossly, "Propose? Can't you see what's more important right now?"

Without giving me a single glance, he walked away.

The crowd slowly packed up the luxury boxes, looking at me with mocking smiles.

"Well, it looks like Chloe is still his number one priority!"

"With the way Marcus was acting just now, I almost thought he was serious this time!"

Leo also dropped his sweet act instantly. He looked at me with a smug grin.

"I only did that because Daddy promised to buy me a new gaming console."

"I thought we'd have to play nice for a few days, but in the end, Auntie Chloe is still the important one. You lost again, you old witch!"

"It's all your fault that Auntie Chloe is always angry. You should give all these gifts to her as an apology."

Within two hours, a wealthy influencer's vlog went viral on TikTok and Instagram.

In the video, the luxury gift boxes took up half of the living room. Marcus, who usually only appeared on serious business channels with a cold face, was holding flowers and smiling apologetically behind Chloe.

As for Chloe, she just gave a haughty glance. Finally, under Leo’s sweet coaxing of calling her "Mommy," she flashed a beautiful smile.

The comments section was flooded.

[Oh my god! There are 101 gifts in total! Does that mean she's his 'one in a million'? I'm crying, this is so sweet!]

[Can you believe those jewelry boxes thrown carelessly on the floor are worth millions? Heavens! I don't even throw my tissues around like that!]

If this were the past, I would have fallen into a deep, endless spiral of panic.

Does Marcus still love me?

Has my son been completely brainwashed by someone else?

In the end, it would only lead to endless arguments and self-doubt.

But looking at this now, my heart was surprisingly peaceful.

I gave Chloe’s post a thumbs-up on Snapchat, and then I deleted everyone's contact information.

From this moment on, I wanted nothing to do with them.

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