My fiance fucked his first love on our wedding bed, I decided to replace him in the wedding.

Everyone thought Terence Keller loved me to the core.

I used to feel the same until I discovered I was merely a substitute for his true love.

After I miscarried because of her, I finally decided to let go.

I called the wedding planner and said, "Hi, I'd like to change both the wedding venue and the groom's name."

Then I called my mom. "Mom, about that arranged marriage you talked to me before? I'm in. I'll be back soon."

***

"Ms. Poole, just to double-check... Are you going to change the wedding venue and the groom's name?

"My colleague told me you wanted those decorations removed, too. I was worried that she might have misheard..."

Before the wedding planner could continue, Amanda Poole interrupted, "Yeah. That's what I said."

The wedding planner was a bit surprised. It was common to have the wedding venue changed, but changing the groom was a first for her.

After a brief pause, she asked, "Alright then, Ms. Poole. We'll start making arrangements now if that's OK. It's only a month before the wedding, and we gotta hurry up."

Amanda's eyelashes fluttered slightly as she sensed the wedding planner's tentative tone.

Then she said, "Alright. Sorry for the trouble."

After hanging up the phone, she looked up at her reflection in the mirror. She was dressed in a French haute couture diamond-encrusted wedding dress with exquisite makeup and a shining crown, but no trace of joy that a bride-to-be should have could be seen in her eyes at all.

"Ms. Poole? Have you done changing?"

The shop assistant's voice snapped Amanda back to reality, and then she walked out of the fitting room.

The shop assistant's eyes lit up as she saw Amanda in the wedding dress.

Then she praised Amanda enthusiastically. "You look fabulous, Ms. Poole. It took the designer Mr. Keller hired six months to finally customize the dress, and every detail about it is perfect. Others might be overshadowed by it when wearing it, but not you. You look amazing."

In the next second, Terence looked over and was amazed.

Even his eyes were glistening with tears.

"Amanda, you're so beautiful. After six years, finally, you're about to be my wife."

Feeling him holding her hand, Amanda looked up and met his gaze filled with affection.

They started dating when they were students; over the years, they had gone through a lot and still were in deep love, which was something many people were jealous about.

He must have loved her to the core that he was almost bursting into tears when seeing her in a wedding dress.

She would have fallen for his facade if not for that incident.

Terence asked her with concern, "Is the headpiece too heavy? I know you think it's troublesome, but we only get to take wedding photos once in this lifetime, right? You can take that off after the shooting."

"Gee, you're like the most loving couple I've ever seen," the staff sighed. Then she reminded them, "Shall we go take the photos now? The photographer is ready."

Before Amanda could say no, Terence's phone rang.

He glanced at his phone screen, and his expression changed slightly. Then he subconsciously turned off the screen. Though he did it quickly, Amanda still saw that name on the screen-Abigail.

Smiling, Terence put his phone away, let go of her hand, and said casually, "Just a second. I'll go make a call."

Before she could say anything, he had already stridden away. After a few minutes, he came back, looking troubled. "Amanda, something came up at work. I'm afraid we can't do this today. Can we reschedule?"

The staff said, "Mr. Keller, there won't be enough time..."

Amanda remained silent, but Terence took her reaction as agreement. He put her bag on the table and then lowered his head to kiss her.

She gripped the hem of the dress so hard that her nails dug into her palms, hurting her, yet she tilted her head away expressionlessly as if she hadn't felt pain at all.

"Go on then, if you're in a hurry," she said flatly.

Terence was slightly surprised that she dodged his kiss; figuring that she was throwing a tantrum, he smiled helplessly.

"Amanda, you're like a baby as ever. I'm sorry. I promise I'll be with you no matter what comes up."

She looked at his retreating figure and then lowered her head, smiling self-mockingly. It turned out she was the only one looking forward to this carefully prepared wedding.

Amanda knew it was coming, but seeing that wedding dress, she couldn't help but feel sarcastic.

At first, she wanted to put a nice end to their six-year relationship.

But now, she suddenly had a change of mind.

She'd vanish totally from Terence's life along with all the traces proving they had been in love.

Looking at her, the staff said hesitantly, "Ms. Poole, would you like to continue with the dress fitting?"

She nodded. "Of course. Bring out the most expensive ones.

"Even without him here, I'm still gonna get married."

After trying on the wedding dresses, Amanda walked out of the bridal shop, and the sky had already darkened. She stood on the roadside hailing for a cab when she heard the whispers from passers-by.

"It's the 9th today. No wonder there are so many people out on the streets. On the evening of this day every month, Mr. Keller will put on a drone light show for his fiancee. It's become a popular check-in spot in L.A."

"Indeed. Mr. Keller and his fiancee love each other so much. They say that he auctioned off a huge diamond ring for her some time ago, right? It cost him a fortune. There aren't many perfect men like him these days."

"Look! The show has begun."

Hearing their exclamations, Amanda looked up, only to see dozens of drones in the sky not far away. The drones first formed "T loves A" and then transformed into two little figures.

Amidst everyone's sighs, Amanda lowered her head, her eyes brimming with tears as bitterness filled her heart.

On the surface, Terence was very nice to her, and he was always so generous when it came to money. So, everyone, including her, believed that he loved her to the core.

But now she realized the letter "A" probably stood for Abigail instead of Amanda. She came from a rich family and had always been surrounded by suitors ever since she was a student. But she wasn't interested in relationships; also, her parents had a verbal engagement arranged for her. So, she had never said yes to anyone.

Then she met Terence.

Compared to the others, he wasn't exactly outstanding. When they met, he was just a poor student with good grades, and he had never confessed his feelings for her. He'd just put a cup of coffee on her desk every morning.

Once, she said casually that she wanted the cupcakes from the brand "Chef's Choice", and he saved up for a long time before buying some and having one of their classmates give them to her.

She suffered from menstrual pain, so he put painkillers on her desk during those few days.

Occasionally, when she forgot to finish her homework, he'd do it for her by copying her handwriting.

When she found out about it, she said he didn't have to do this, but he stubbornly continued.

She wasn't a cold robot or a machine and gradually wavered under his relentless pursuit.

And he had never let her down. After they got together, he always treated her as the most precious treasure in the world. Even during his startup days, no matter how poor he was, he'd buy her all kinds of small gifts because he knew romance meant a lot to her.

When he proposed to her, he even offered to transfer his company shares to her.

That day, he looked at her sincerely. "Amanda, I wanna provide you with the utmost sense of security. Will you marry me?"

Smiling, she cried and nodded.

But she didn't accept the shares because his love for her was the only thing she wanted.

She had thought they'd live happily together forever.

However, she forgot that people changed.

A month ago, she found out that he had a lover.

They went shopping together, looking no different from a couple in love. The way he protected her head when she got into the car reminded Amanda of the way he had protected her back in the day.

Back then, Amanda had asked him why he chose the 9th of every month for the drone show.

He said it was the day he started having feelings for her. But now she knew it was the day he and his lover got together officially.

She looked down at the diamond ring in her bag, closing her eyes bitterly.

Now that he had broken his promise, why should she cling to it?

That night, Terence came home very late.

He was slightly surprised to see her packing in the living room.

He said, his voice a bit deep, "Amanda, why aren't you asleep yet? Are you still upset about the shooting? I'm sorry, but it was urgent, and I had to go."

While coaxing her, he took out a cake box behind him and smiled, making a joke, "Or are you staying up late because you know I went to buy you your favorite cake?"

When he leaned closer to her, she saw the hickeys on his neck, and the perfume he used to mask the scent sickened her.

Her heart ached, and she dodged from his embrace.

She didn't want to be anywhere near him, not after he just had sex with someone else.

Terence was stunned; then he saw her grim face.

He asked, "Are you feeling unwell, Amanda? You look so pale."

She forced a smile. "No, I'm not. I was just thinking about things."

He tapped her nose gently, not dwelling on it.

"You focus on the wedding too much. Leave the rest to the staff, OK? I'm so looking forward to waiting for my beautiful bride on the red carpet."

His sweet nothings didn't cheer her up at all.

Since she had decided to replace the groom, of course, there wouldn't be a wedding for them.

The next morning, Amanda woke up and saw Terence, who was adjusting his attire in front of the mirror.

She loved seeing him in a shirt, so he dressed simply most of the time. But today, he dressed so flamboyantly.

Noticing that she was awake, he instinctively walked over and kissed her lips. But she tilted her face, and he ended up pecking her forehead.

He didn't mind; instead, he smiled and continued to pick a tie.

In the next second, the screen of his phone on the nightstand lit up, and since he didn't lock it, she saw a chatting interface.

The contact name was "Honey", and the message Honey sent was, "You're so bad. Why were you so eager last night? I just bought the dress, and you ruined it. What am I supposed to wear today?"

So, the reason why he dressed up today was that he had a date. Feeling bitter, Amanda suddenly realized it wasn't the WhatsApp account he usually used.

Before she could dwell on it, Terence had already walked over to the bedside. He subconsciously glanced at the nearly dimmed phone screen and pulled a long face.

"Did you snoop on my phone?" he asked.

Looking at how angry he was, she suddenly remembered that back then, he had her fingerprint recorded on his phone and said he had no secrets from her.

He knew she never checked his phone but still had an alt account. Was it because he was worried that she might find out?

With that thought, she looked up at him, feeling puzzled. If he still cared about her, why did he cheat on her?

How much of his love was real? Did he still love her at all? She had no idea.

After he left, she sent home several suitcases she had prepared the night before.

Then she sorted out things that were related to him and planned on donating them.

Six years wasn't exactly a short time; before she realized it, the villa had already been filled with their memories.

Back then, they agreed to make this villa their wedding place, and then Terence transferred it to her name. Now that she was determined to make a clean break with him, of course, she wouldn't want the villa.

Taking the documents, she went to the registration office to transfer the villa.

The staff asked, "You'll receive the new property certificate in about a week or so. Would you like to come here to pick it up, or do you want us to mail it to you?"

She said, "Mail it to this address."

She figured that the day Terence received the property certificate would be the second day after she left, and she hoped he liked this gift.

He was indeed considerate, and there was always a gift for her on anniversaries or holidays. But he was also so careless that when they were choosing the wedding venue, he simply left her with a black card and told her to pick a site she liked. And then, he never asked about it. Now she knew it was because his attention had been attracted by someone else.

She unconsciously tightened her grip on the bag. Sadness mixed with disappointment made her feel dizzy.

She stood outside in the wind for a long time and then went to the class reunion. When she was about to push open the door to the private room, she heard teases.

"You've put on wedding rings already? When are you getting married? This year, maybe?"

"Terence, come on. Abigail has always been the one you love, right? Then why did you date Amanda? Now that everyone has known, and it's troublesome to break up with her."

"Terence, I'm so surprised that you've had a crush on Abigail for so long. Now that she has come back, you can finally pick up where you left off."

Noticing the displeased look on Terence's face, Abigail Hawkins quickly said sweetly while leaning against his arms, "I don't think a title matters a lot. Anything is fine as long as he loves me."

Terence echoed, smiling while lowering his head to kiss her, "You know I can give you everything besides marriage."

The others realized they had said the wrong thing and quickly said, "Yeah, marriage is just a formality. Abigail, you're the only one Terence has ever loved. Guys like him are rare creatures these days. You've got great taste in men."

Standing outside the door, Amanda was stupefied by what she had heard, feeling as if her blood had frozen.

Terence and Abigail got together before this year?

In other words, her relationship with Terence was a complete lie ever since the beginning.

All those sweet moments and happy memories suddenly turned into a big hand, slapping her face hard and destroying the last bit of her rationality.

Back then, Terence said he had nothing but his love for her; he promised he'd love her and protect her forever. So, she willingly chose to stay by his side when he started from scratch.

It wasn't until now that she realized she was the only one who took their six-year relationship seriously.

Until a passing waiter handed her a tissue tentatively, she realized she was crying.

She wiped her tears away and pushed open the door.

Hearing the sound, Terence instinctively pushed Abigail away, looking flustered.

"Amanda? When did you get here?"

Everyone paused for a second, then quickly invited the two to sit down.

"Amanda, what brings you here today? We invited you several times, but Terence refused."

Amanda was pulled to sit next to Terence. But before she could speak, Terence took her fork and wiped it, then brought her a plate of fruit.

Terence replied with a smile, "Of course, I won't show my girlfriend to you guys. Amanda, try this. It's your favorite orange."

Amanda remained silent, not wanting to join their act. "I suddenly remember I have something else to do. Please enjoy your meal. I'll leave first."

Terence quickly held her hand, frowning.

"Where are you going? I'll give you a ride."

Abigail kept silent, and she suddenly said with a smile, "Amanda probably looks down on us, right? She never came to our party after graduation, and now she thinks a meal is a waste of time."

"Yes, Amanda. We rarely get together. Why do you rush to leave?"

"We and Abigail have only been in the same class for a year, but she came to our party every time. Come on! Terence is here too. Are you leaving to see another man?"

They seemed to think it was funny, and they continued to talk about this, "Which man is better than our Terence? Is that man so hot?"

"Come on! Amanda is a rich girl. She can date different types of men if she wants. Who says she can only date one man?"

Seeing Abigail's provocative face, Amanda felt disgusted.

"Enough! Amanda is my fiancee. Your jokes are too much! Mind your own business!"

Terence's expression was serious with real anger, and he quickly comforted Amanda with a gentle tone.

"Let's go home."

Amanda suddenly felt a bit wistful, as if back to the time when Terence used to protect her.

But in the next second, Abigail suddenly fell to the ground with a scream.

Terence immediately turned to chase after Abigail, saying, "Amanda, wait me for a second."

"OK. Go ahead."

Terence frowned and then really left.

Amanda sneered. His love was really cheap.

Amanda's phone rang. She looked down, receiving a text message from an unknown number.

"Let him go. He doesn't love you. What's the point of forcing him to stay with you? Tomorrow is your birthday. Dare to make a bet? Guess if he will be with you or in my bed?"

Amanda smiled lightly, replying quickly this time.

"OK, I bet with you."

"If I lose, you can take him away. If I win, I'll also let him go to you."

At the same time, Abigail felt a bit strange. She frowned and thought, "This woman was crazy?"

Amanda didn't receive a further reply, and she smiled mockingly.

When the prize of victory was no longer attractive, winning or losing was also meaningless.

She wouldn't compromise this time.

At midnight, Amanda's phone started vibrating.

She received so many birthday wishes, from family, friends, and business partners, and she even received the generous money transfer from her mysterious fiance.

Only Terence was missing.

Even though Amanda was ready for that, she still felt heartbroken.

Where was Terence? Abigail quickly gave her the answer.

In the photo, the man was kneeling on the ground, carefully tending to Abigail's leg wound.

"As long as I get a little hurt, I can call him over. Amanda, why are you so worthless?"

Amanda turned off her phone, looking at the wedding photo on the bedside. Her heart was numb.

In the photo, she was holding a bouquet of white lilies. She was embraced by a man full of love.

Terence used to promise her, "The white lily's meaning is 'loyalty and unity, forever together', symbolizing pure and flawless love, just like you and me. Amanda, I only love you in this life. I will never let you down."

Now his promise was given to someone else, as well as his love.

Every year, Terence would hold a birthday party for Amanda, and this year was no exception.

Amanda sat in front of the mirror, listening to the crowd's envious praise, but she was so calm.

"Mr. Keller is so sweet to you. He ordered custom jewelry this year, and I heard it's so expensive. You must be the most dazzling woman tonight."

"Yes, Mr. Keller spends a lot of money every year. Everyone in L.A. knows how sweet Mr. Keller and Ms. Poole are. It's really enviable."

The makeup artist stopped what she was doing. She smiled and cut off her assistant's words, reminding Amanda, "OK, Ms. Poole, hurry up and change your clothes. I heard the guests arrive."

Amanda changed her dress and went downstairs, seeing everyone gathered together.

Abigail was in a sky-blue dress. Terence's suit was in the same color. They stand together at the center of the circle of people, shining like stars.

Someone noticed Amanda and whispered a few words, and the crowd dispersed instantly.

Amanda's face was expressionless as if she didn't see the two people quickly stop holding hands and Terence's slightly nervous movements.

Terence came to welcome her. He smiled and said, "Amanda, you're so stunning tonight."

Terence coaxed Amanda over. "Well, it's time for our host to start the ceremony. Remember the champagne you liked when we traveled last time? I used it for the champagne tower this year. You'll love it."

Amanda staggered for a moment. So, Terence worked so hard to prepare this.

Amanda opened her mouth, trying to say something. Maybe they can end their relationship on good terms. But then Terence suddenly glanced at his phone. His expression slightly changed.

Amanda got silent. She turned to start the party herself.

She took the wine, and stood on the stage, looking at Terence. He quietly left with Abigail. A mocking smile was on Abigail's face.

Amanda didn't know if she should say Terence was brave. He can take the risk for Abigail.

The crowd's envious praise turned into sharp sarcasm.

"Mr. Keller spent so much on his fiancee. Even the wine is made to her taste. It's really a sweet couple."

Amanda lowered her eyes, pouring wine into the champagne tower. After a round of applause, people came over to talk to her.

When the party was over, she leaned on the table. When she looked up, she found Abigail standing on the stairs.

Abigail showed a smug smile, walking downstairs step by step towards Amanda. Abigail's face flushed, eyes full of desire and joy.

Amanda looked at her approaching. Abigail had an ambiguous smile. "I helped you try the wedding room. The bed is very solid and very soft."

Amanda went limp, feeling dizzy and disgusting.

Seeing Terence coming over, Abigail whispered in Amanda's ear, "Just give up. He never belonged to you."

Abigail suddenly cried, "Amanda, I know you blame me for taking Terence away last time, but I really want to apologize to you..."

After saying that, she held Amanda's hand, forcing herself backward, hitting the champagne tower on the table.

When Amanda realized what was happening, Abigail was already lying in the broken glass, covered in blood.

Terence rushed over in a panic, pushing Amanda aside. "Abigail! Are you OK? Don't be afraid, I'm here!"

Ignoring the guests who looked over, Terence held Abigail in pain, looking at Amanda with disappointment.

"Amanda, I know you don't like Abigail, but how could you do this!"

Amanda winced in pain. Her waist hit the corner of the table, sending sharp pain through her abdomen. She collapsed onto the broken glass, blood instantly staining the floor. Amanda couldn't tell if it was her body or her heart that hurt more.

"It wasn't me. You can check the surveillance."

She looked at the pale and unconscious Abigail, then looked at the anxious Terence. Amanda asked with tears in her eyes, "Do you not trust me at all?"

"Terence, let's break up."

It seemed Terence couldn't bear to see Amanda's painful expression, but he quickly hardened his resolve.

"Amanda, don't be angry. I don't want to doubt you, but there's no one else here, and she was hurt at your birthday party. No matter what happened, we should be responsible for her."

After saying this, Terence realized Abigail in his arms already fainted. His face turned anxious.

"Abigail has a special blood type. Getting a little hurt can be life-threatening. She wouldn't dare to frame you by using her life, right? This time is your fault. I won't blame you. But stop your nonsense. I'll take her to the hospital first!"

Terence strode away, leaving the party behind, and once again leaving Amanda behind.

The guests watched this scene with strange and sympathetic eyes. It hurt Amanda deeply.

Amanda's forehead was covered in sweat, and then she couldn't control herself to faint.

She woke up in the hospital. The doctor checked her wound, but she still felt very dizzy and uncomfortable.

The doctor spoke with some pity, "Ms. Poole, I'm sorry we failed to save your child."

Amanda stared blankly at the ceiling. She unconsciously put her hands on her abdomen. She once had a child here.

Tears filled her face. She finally couldn't hold back her laughter.

How ridiculous! Today should be the happiest day of her life, but in the end, her child died because of its father.

But seeing her current relationship with Terence, perhaps losing the child was the best choice.

After receiving the miscarriage form, Amanda ignored the pain and pulled out the needle. She saw countless missed calls, but she also ignored them.

She was about to leave the hospital, but she suddenly stopped.

Amanda saw Terence was holding Abigail. His voice was nervous.

"Can you stay in the hospital another day? Those glass pieces were just taken out, and it takes time to recover."

"I want to go back to our home. And...you don't wanna have sex with me?" Abigail asked Terence, looking at him shyly. Then she pretended to be sad. "There has been a lot of negative coverage about Amanda in the media. You should go to comfort her."

Terence's throat tightened. He leaned down and kissed Abigail, then gasped, "I've already called to clear things up with her over the phone. This time is all her fault."

Terence whispered something to Abigail, causing both their faces to flush with desire.

Amanda looked up, tears welling up in her eyes. She painfully watched the two people's intimacy.

When Amanda wanted out of the hospital, she immediately saw the two people being stopped by the media outside.

Seeing Amanda wrapped in a bandage in the hospital, Terence first felt nervous, then quickly attracted by the woman in his arms. He turned to yell at Amanda.

"Why didn't you answer the phone? Didn't I tell you to explain everything early? How could the media suddenly come to the hospital? I really didn't expect you to be so malicious!

"Abigail just got out of the hospital. She can't handle the media. You have to solve this yourself!"

Amanda was too stunned to react and was pushed out the door by Terence, quickly overwhelmed by the reporters.

In front of her were hands reaching out, microphones hitting her body and forehead, Amanda's head throbbing with pain, and she saw Terence holding Abigail leaving.

Amanda sneered. Even if she was already disappointed, she still felt heartbroken at this moment.

Fortunately, there were only two days left.

The public was very interested in their relationship, so many reporters came here.

Amanda was pushed by the crowd. Her already pale face got even colder. Surrounded by endless questions, she had no answer. She could only dodge, looking miserable.

Amanda saw Terence on the news until that night.

The video showed her desperately dodging the cameras on the one hand and showed Terence clarifying to the public on the other hand. He was handsome in a suit. This was quite ironic.

"My relationship with Amanda is very stable, and our wedding is in a couple of days. Thank you all for your concern."

Amanda closed her eyes, feeling quite desolate in this big villa.

Her phone buzzed. Abigail sent her a photo of two people kissing under the fireworks.

"Look at this. He only cares about me. He was afraid I was not happy, so he took me to set off fireworks. And he just used you to protect me."

That was why Terence didn't clarify during the daytime because he took Abigail to the suburbs.

Amanda stared at the photo for a while, suddenly remembering the scenes when they just started to date.

At that time, Terence wanted to surprise her, so he worked overtime for a month, saving money to take her to Disneyland to see the fireworks.

He always said his love was not enough. His Amanda deserved the best.

They kissed in the night, telling each other their love. They were full of passion.

Now he could easily give a grand firework to others. His love also instantly faded like fireworks.

Terence had done a lot for Amanda before, but she no longer wanted to doubt who he really cared about.

Since she didn't care, how could she be hurt again?

Terence came back the next day. Seeing Amanda become thin, his face was full of worry.

"Amanda, how did you get hurt like this? Yesterday I didn't notice you. It was my fault. But Abigail was hurt because of you. I can't leave her alone."

Terence came over to hold Amanda. He thought she might hurt herself to irritate him. He continued to speak, "I asked the chef to make a nutritious meal. You should eat and take care of yourself. You said you want to take some wedding photos. Let's go today, OK?"

Amanda was pulled to sit at the table, unable to refuse.

But the meal was not ready yet, and Terence's phone suddenly vibrated. He looked at Amanda apologetically.

"It's probably something with the company. I'll handle it first."

After Terence left, he didn't come back again. He just sent a message saying he suddenly had to deal with some work.

Amanda didn't ask and just looked at the chat history Abigail sent her.

"It seems like the media is following me. I'm scared. Did I cause you trouble?"

"Don't worry. I'll come up now."

Amanda didn't know if Terence was worried about the exposure of their affair or if Abigail couldn't handle the media. No matter which situation it was, this made her seem pathetic.

She took a deep breath, silently wiping away all traces of her life in the villa.

She packed all the things she could take and donated the rest of them. Looking at all her photos with Terence burned, Amanda felt relieved.

She turned on her new phone and sent the flight information to her family. Amanda put her old phone with all their chat history, the miscarriage form, and printed photos on the bed. Then she picked up her suitcase and left.

This villa was once full of love and memories. But now, staying here made her sick.

Amanda left and didn't look back again.

On the way to the airport, Amanda saw Terence going back to the villa. His car was parked by the roadside. Even the car door was not closed. Abigail cried in his arms. It looked like they just went through a fight.

It had nothing to do with her now. Amanda calmly raised the window. Her gaze no longer stopped for Terence.

Terence's heart suddenly slowed, as if feeling something. He looked back, but only saw a strange black car.

He unconsciously called out, "Amanda..."

In his arms, Abigail was frozen. She hid the resentment in her eyes, saying with a trembling voice, "Are they all gone? Did I cause you trouble?"

Terence turned back to Abigail and comforted her, "I'm here. Don't worry. I'll take you back now."

Amanda looked at the rearview mirror, seeing the two shrinking figures, and then closed her eyes for a second.

Terence, never see you again.

After driving Abigail home, Terence planned to leave. But he didn't expect Abigail to suddenly hug his waist. Her voice sounded upset.

"Can't you stay a little longer?"

Terence looked at her pale face with affection, gently kissing her forehead. His eyes were filled with apology.

"I promised to take wedding photos with Amanda today. I'll come over tonight."

Abigail didn't care about Terence's words and kissed him. "Don't leave."

Terence's eyes darkened, and his throat tightened. He lifted Abigail's chin again. "OK, I won't leave."

They both lay on the bed. Abigail raised her head with desire. Her tone was full of jealousy.

"It's said that a woman looks most beautiful when she wears a wedding dress. When will you take photos with me?"

She blew on Terence's ear and whispered, "I'll wear the wedding dress for you, OK?"

Terence got harder.

"You naughty girl, let's go tomorrow."

The next morning, Terence was awakened by a phone call.

"Mr. Keller, you have a package. Can you come out and sign for it?"

Terence frowned. "What package?"

"It's about property..."

A woman's arm fell on Terence's abdomen, and she grumbled unhappily, interrupting the conversation.

"I was exhausted last night, and now you're disturbing my sleep."

Terence took out his phone and kissed her gently.

"It's OK. Just continue sleeping."

Then he casually said to the phone, "Put it in the security room."

Without waiting for a response, Terence breathed heavily. He couldn't wait to hang up, holding Abigail's restless hand.

"It seems you don't need to rest."

"Ah..."

In just a moment, the man's heavy breathing and the woman's moans started again.

On the other side, the plane finally landed in Paris. When Amanda stepped out, she immediately saw her parents waiting outside the airport.

She used to think she was numb and wouldn't have any emotions again.

But at this moment, she burst into tears, and all her grievances exploded.

"Dad, Mom..."

They all saw the news in America. Even if the family was abroad, they could see what happened from the news.

Seeing their daughter like this, Anne and Brynn almost cried. They were heartbroken.

"It's great to see you come back. We won't let you suffer that pain anymore.

"We can't support you for the rest of our life."

Amanda cried, nodding. "Dad, Mom, I'm sorry."

She insisted on staying in America to support Terence in his business and didn't visit her parents for several years.

Now thinking about it, Amanda felt really guilty as a daughter.

Anne comforted Amanda all the way home. When they arrived home, Anne suddenly changed the topic.

"Baby girl, the marriage you promised before..."

Amanda hesitated for a moment and pressed her lips.

She no longer believed in love, so she naturally didn't care about marrying anyone, and this marriage was still beneficial to the family.

But she was heartbroken now. She was afraid she couldn't treat that fiance very well.

Seeing her troubled expression, Anne realized what Amanda was thinking and quickly said, "I mean, that person is now at our home."

Amanda raised her head, and she just saw a figure coming out of the living room. She was slightly stunned.

The man was not yet thirty, wearing a custom-made black suit. He had very good shape, with a good-looking face, exuding a unique maturity and composure.

Seeing Amanda, the man's eyes instantly filled with joy.

"Amanda."

Tears came to Amanda's eyes. She showed her first smile in recent times.

"Calvin."

Amanda didn't expect her parents' arranged marriage partner for her to be Calvin.

Amanda and Calvin grew up together. Calvin was three years older than Amanda, so he treated her like a little girl, always looking after her.

During Amanda's teenage years, she had a crush on Calvin, but she never had the chance to express her feelings before hearing about the news of their family's immigration.

After going abroad, Calvin still occasionally sent her some gifts, but as they grew older and moved several times, they gradually lost touch.

Later, when Amanda and Terence were together, she was against her family's opposition, and then they completely lost contact.

It was more than ten years ago. Amanda didn't expect that they would meet again.

Anne looked at the two of them, smiling and patting Amanda's hand.

"Thanks to Calvin. He helped us so much these past few years, so we can settle in Paris. We'll go to cook first. I'll leave you to chat."

Calvin didn't mention their engagement, just walking with Amanda in the garden. His voice was gentle.

"What are your plans for the future? Are you going to continue studying or start a business? I remember you said you wanted to apply to a graduate program at the University of Paris."

Amanda was lost in thought. Over the past six years, she so focused on Terence and finally lost herself.

"I plan to continue the study first. I have some ideas for starting a business, but I'm not in a hurry."

Amanda was influenced by her parents. They took her to business dinners since she was young. And after starting the business with Terence, Amanda felt she could run her own company.

She just needed some time to recover after going through the relationship with Terence.

Calvin gently patted her head, and said humorously, "You're still so young, don't frown all the time. Don't worry about what you want to do. If you decide to apply to the university, I can ask a professor to write a recommendation letter for you."

The value of a recommendation letter for applying to a university was unimaginable.

Amanda nodded gratefully, not refusing Calvin's kindness.

"Thank you, Calvin."

Amanda's parents called them for dinner. They smiled at each other and stopped the conversation.

At the same time in America, Terence didn't know Amanda's leaving. He was still obsessed with Abigail.

On the third day before the wedding, Terence and Abigail took wedding photos.

On the second day before the wedding, Terence and Abigail went to a church to pray that they could be together forever.

On the eve of the wedding, Terence took Abigail to a beach.

Some people recognized Terence, and then he found Amanda didn't contact him for several days.

Terence was used to Amanda's daily messages and reminders. When he clicked the chatting box with Amanda, he suddenly felt a sense of nervousness. His heart skipped a beat.

"Amanda, I'm back from work today. Is there anything you want to eat?"

After sending the message, Terence finally felt at ease to persuade himself.

He ignored Amanda a few days ago about the problems of the media. Amanda must still be upset. Tomorrow was the wedding, so nothing could go wrong.

But Terence already promised Abigail to see the sunrise tomorrow. He checked the schedule and called the wedding company.

"The wedding tomorrow will be delayed by an hour."

The staff were surprised and hesitantly said, "But Mr. Keller, your wedding with Ms. Poole..."

The staff didn't finish the sentence, and Abigail walked over in a bikini. She took Terence's hand to touch her body, and said coquettishly, "Terence, help me with sunscreen."

Terence's eyes darkened, and he picked up Abigail, rushing to hang up the phone and head to the hotel room.

After they had sex, Abigail nestled in Terence's arms, her eyes slightly red.

"Tomorrow you're going to marry her. Will you still love me?"

Terence's heart softened, and he kissed Abigail's lips.

"Good girl, whatever you want, I'll give it to you."

Abigail turned to Terence. Her fingers touched his heart.

"I want your heart. Are you willing to give it to me?"

Terence smiled, "Haven't I given it to you already? I'll watch the sunrise with you tomorrow morning and then go to the wedding venue."

"Alright." Abigail kissed him. "That's your reward."

They stayed up until midnight. The next day, Terence went to watch the sunrise with Abigail, drove her home, and then changed his clothes and rushed to the wedding venue.