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The tears I’d been fighting finally spilled over.
I couldn’t stop the sobs that wracked my body.
Knox froze, then cupped my face, forcing me to look at him.
With the tone of someone bestowing a great favor, he offered: “How about I spend a few days with you, then a few days taking care of the kid? Would that work?”
I didn’t answer. Tears slid down my face onto his hands. He sighed dramatically.
“Aria, this is the best solution I can come up with. Can you please stop being so difficult?”
I took a deep breath, forcing myself to stop crying as I finally collected myself.
“It’s too complicated. Just thinking about it exhausts me. We’re broken up now–you only need to be
with her and your son. My life is no longer your concern.”
He grabbed my shoulders roughly, convinced I was just throwing a tantrum.
“Aria, are you serious right now?”
I stopped struggling, pushed his hands away, and turned to get in my car.
Suddenly, he shoved me hard from behind.
“Finally showing your true colors, huh? Pulling your spoiled rich–girl attitude on me!”
My head slammed into the car roof before I lost my balance and crashed to the ground.
Seeing me sprawled there, Knox’s eyes filled with malice.
Without another word, he turned and walked away.
Ruby had appeared behind us, and now she scolded him gently.
“Be fair! Aria’s a princess with a privileged background. Of course she has a temper. Can’t a big guy like you be more patient?”
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Knox laughed coldly, sliding his arm around Ruby’s waist.
“Why should I be patient to her? She chased after me in the beginning. Now she thinks she can throw
tantrums?”
He glanced back at me coldly as I struggled to my feet using the car for support.
Then his expression instantly softened when he looked at Ruby again.
‘You’re so much better–so understanding. If it had been Aria pregnant, with her attitude? She’d have been impossible. Just thinking about it gives me a headache.”
Watching them walk away arm in arm, my stomach churned violently.
I swallowed the bile rising in my throat, floored the gas pedal, and fled.
But the scenes kept replaying in my mind.
My heart throbbed painfully, making it difficult to breathe.
Suddenly my phone rang–Knox’s mother.
I took a deep breath and answered:
‘Aria, dear, I’ve heard everything. Knox cancelled the wedding. He was wrong to hide this from all
of us–my grandson is already two and I’m just finding out!”
‘Here’s what I think: the child was an accident. He can be legally yours. As long as Knox loves you,
his shouldn’t stop your marriage.”
‘Ruby has already agreed. She won’t compete with you. Knox still wants you as his wife. Worst case,
I’ll raise my grandson myself so he won’t bother you.”
My throat tightened with every word. After a moment, I managed a hoarse reply:
“Mrs. Vaughn, Knox and I are completely over.”
Hearing this, her tone instantly hardened.
“Aria, I knew you rich families would be difficult. I was against your relationship from the start–afraid my son would lose his dignity around you. Now Knox made a mistake that any man could make, he’s been honest about it, and you can’t forgive him?”
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My knuckles turned white as I gripped the steering wheel.
“Mrs. Vaughn, it’s fine. Your son has his dignity now. He and Ruby make a perfect couple. I’ve
stepped aside voluntarily and won’t disturb them anymore.”
With that, I hung up and slammed on the brakes, pulling over.
Rage, humiliation, and disgust flooded my heart. I gasped for air.
Back when I was pursuing Knox, I’d locked away all my designer clothes and limited my monthly
expenses to match his level–all to protect his precious “dignity.”
Later, when Knox finally agreed to date me, he’d still occasionally make passive–aggressive
comments.
I’d always smile and nod, treating his jabs as jokes. I thought if I played the role of an ordinary, attentive girlfriend, he’d truly accept me.
But each compromise only emboldened him.
When I first attended his family gathering–such an important occasion–his initial reaction was to criticize me for dressing too simply.
‘I heard Knox was dating some rich heiress? Where is she? Not that plain girl next to him?”
She looks poorer than us! Knox must be lying about her wealth to save face.”
His relatives and friends pointed and laughed while Knox not only failed to defend me but looked at
ne with even more contempt…
sat in my car, lost in thought, before finally driving home.
