Chapter 4

When I snapped out of my thoughts,

I realized I was crying.

Cold tears dripped onto the back of my hand, leaving me momentarily dazed.

It had been a long time since I last recalled the past.

Those once passionate memories

had slowly been ground down to nothing.

"Don't cry for someone who isn't worth it," Silas said, handing me a tissue.

My expression went numb as I took it, wiped my hand, and replied coldly, "You're right. He isn't."

Silas wheeled me into a club.

The entire venue had been booked out. The music was deafeningly loud, the lights flashing in dizzying arrays.

Hailey was on the dance floor in a seductive red dress, dancing with a crowd. Julian's doting eyes were fixed entirely on her.

Like he was admiring his most prized possession.

Actually, the first time I saw a picture of Hailey,

I was stunned. She looked about seventy percent like me.

She liked bright colors, had long wavy hair, and possessed a seductive charm. Even the tiny mole on the bridge of her nose was in the exact same spot as mine.

"Julian, come dance with me!" Hailey laughed, calling out to Julian from the VIP booth.

Julian raised his glass with a smirk and started walking over.

But before he reached the dance floor, he spotted me.

His brow furrowed tightly as he looked at Silas behind me.

"I told you to take Vivian home."

Silas said nothing.

I smiled at Julian. "Are you not happy to see me?"

At this point, Hailey noticed us too. She walked over and naturally wrapped her arm around Julian's.

When she looked at me,

she froze.

We had never met in person, but I guessed she was wondering why I looked so much like her.

"Who is this?"

"Hi, I'm Julian's fiancée," I introduced myself with a smile.

Julian’s face darkened instantly. "Vivian, don't start."

"Julian? Is she the fiancée you left abroad?"

"You told me you drew a line with her! What am I to you then?"

Hailey looked at Julian with an expression of utter betrayal, her entire body shaking with anger.

Julian looked at me with irritation.

"Vivian, did you come back just to make a scene?"

"Does seeing me happy make you that miserable? Vivian, I don't owe you anything!"

With a violent kick, he knocked over a nearby trash can.

The music in the club suddenly died down.

The crowd held their breath, watching the drama unfold, unsure of what to do.

"Julian, you were the one who said you wanted to marry me," I said, my voice completely flat.

Julian clenched his fists in rage. "That was the past!"

Hailey’s tears fell like rain.

"So, everything you said in the interview today was a lie? You never planned on marrying me?"

"We're done, Julian! I want a breakup!"

She shoved Julian away to run, but he grabbed her arm and pulled her fiercely into his chest.

His eyes were bloodshot as he begged her desperately, "I was wrong, Hailey. Please, don't leave me."

"You're the only one in my heart now."