I Don’t Need Your Fake Love by Melandia

Chapter 118

On our engagement day, I discovered countless erotic photos of my fiance. with another woman on his laptop.

Eight years with him, and this was my reward.

Betrayal, raw and unforgiving, clawed at me.

Immediately. I booked a flight to Fiassi, a flight scheduled to depart on our wedding day.

This had to end.

I called my boss. “Mr. Rowland, I’ve decided. I’ll take the Fiassi job.”

His surprise was palpable. “Fantastic. I’ll get the team on it. But your wedding…”

“No problem,” I managed, my voice trembling.

Tears streaming down my face, unseen by him, as I ended the call.

It was the first time I’d ever touched Antonio Kaufman’s computer.

We’d started at the same company after graduation, different departments, separate lives.

bachelor party,

boss, desperate for a

was when I saw those photos.

of memories flooded back.

Chapter

us, not a single trace on

see each other every day. No need for

wasn’t about the need; he simply wasn’t invested in me.

forever for Mandy’s sake! You’re actually getting married? Are you sure you’re not doing it in a

notice the guilty look in Antonio’s

my voice

closed

to send, but his response to my wedding dress

was a void — a blank canvas except for one line: “I’m waiting for someone to come back.”

smile played on my

someone

thought Antonio was simply introverted,

that bio countless times; he’d never explained.

it was chillingly clear.

until

phone’s