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.

at a bachelor party, his phone off.

for a proposal,

was when I saw those

of memories flooded

Chapter

not a single

always dismissed: “We see each other every day.

about the need; he

thought Antonio would be a bachelor forever for Mandy’s sake! You’re actually getting married? Are you sure

guilty look in Antonio’s eyes

based on love!” I’d declared, my voice ringing with a

closed his laptop.

but his response to my wedding dress

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

smile played on

had someone else.

thought Antonio was simply introverted,

countless times;

it was chillingly

days until our

on my phone’s wallpaper