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The old man turned back to Evelyn, his voice softening. “Evelyn, don’t go. Damien has changed, really. I just got word he blocked that Vivian woman and had her banned from the company. He still loves you!”
Seeing that I wasn’t reacting, my father’s chest heaved with rage.
“Damien! I’m telling you right now! If you dare to go through with this divorce, you can get the hell out of this family! The Blackwood fortune will have no heir named Damien Blackwood! Evelyn is a wonderful woman,
and you’ve done nothing but torture her! Without her, you are nothing!”
He glared at me, waiting. Waiting for me to break, to beg, to have the great epiphany the novel had promised.
I looked at him. Then I looked at Evelyn.
She was watching me too, her lips pressed into a thin line.
The air was electric.
I nodded. My voice was perfectly calm.
“Alright.”
The old man froze.
Evelyn’s eyes widened, just a fraction. A flicker of some unreadable emotion crossed her face. It looked like
pure, unadulterated shock. Maybe even a hint of curiosity,
The comments stuttered, then erupted.
【????????????】
【What did he say?]
[‘Alright‘? That’s all he said?]
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[Wait… hold on… did he get the wrong script?]
[His father just disowned him and he said ‘alright‘?]
[He’s lost it! Damien has completely lost his mind!)
[Look at Evelyn’s face! Even she didn’t see that coming!]
[HOLY CRAP HOLY CRAP HOLY CRAP! WHAT IS THIS PLOT TWIST?!)
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【He didn’t just shred the groveling script, he set it on fire and pissed on the ashes! He’s giving up his family
for this?]
My father stood there, speechless, his face turning purple.
Evelyn’s gaze was fixed on me.
I ignored them both and turned, heading upstairs to my room to pack.
The taste of freedom was intoxicating.
The comments were still going wild:
[He’s giving up his inheritance? Just to get a divorce?]
[This guy has achieved a new level of scumbag? An iron–willed scumbag?】
【Evelyn: I spent three years preparing for a tragic romance, and you give me this?)
[My world is crumbling! I can’t watch this show anymore!]
Just then, Evelyn stepped in front of me, blocking my path. Her expression was flat. “Damien, I’m the one who should leave. But I need you to know, the baby I lost was yours. It wasn’t Idris’s. I never cheated on you. You can stop playing these push–and–pull games. I’m not coming back.”
I squinted at her, a lazy grin on my face. “I’ll personally drive you to the airport. Your words are music to my ears. By the way, there’s a corporate gala tonight. Please, whatever you do, don’t show up. I really don’t want to see you there.”
Her brow furrowed, a flash of anger in her eyes.
I examined my fingernails. “If you don’t go, then Idris won’t go. I’m not inviting Vivian. Everything will be perf- ect. I’m begging you, stay away.”
She just stared at me, confused,
I’d read the book. I knew the cliché scene that was supposed to happen tonight. At the gala, Damien sees Evelyn arrive with her “best friend” Idris Vance. Consumed by jealous rage, Damien grabs Vivian and kisses her, escalating the drama. He then gets into a fistfight with Idris, pushing Evelyn away for good. Finally, his father publicly disowns him, and the groveling arc officially begins.
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By telling her not to come, I was trying to avoid all of that. A clean break. Everyone wins.
But if they did show up, I wouldn’t be playing by the book’s rules anymore. I already had evidence the original
Damien never found.
Freedom felt too good. Who had time for their pathetic love–hate games? I didn’t need to chase anyone, bow to anyone, or be a puppet for some trashy plot. I wanted my own time, my own space, my own future.
Screw the groveling. Screw the melodrama.
I was here to make money, build an empire, and live my own goddamn life.
But Evelyn, in a complete break from her usual character, lifted her chin, a stubborn glint in her eye. “I’m goi- ng. Who are you to tell me what to do?”
As expected, the comments went wild.
[Evelyn: You want me to listen? Sorry, my rebellious phase just started!)
【The story of how my ex–husband told me not to go to a party, so I obviously had to go.】
[Damien vs. Idris! Place your bets!]
[Tonight is gonna be a war zone! Can’t wait to see Damien break down and beg!)
【 I’ve read the book, a massive showdown is coming! If the male lead doesn’t suffer, I’ll eat my own shoes! ]
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