Chapter 4 Trophy Wife

The other guy laughed. "But Meryl's a real knockout, isn't she? With that face and figure, she'd turn heads anywhere. Keeping her around as a trophy wife wouldn't be so bad."

He glanced at Dalton, tossing a card onto the table. "Dalton, are you really okay with letting someone else have her?"

Dalton finally spoke, his tone flat and uninterested. "You want her? She's yours."

The guy was taken aback, unsure if Dalton was serious or just messing with him, and chuckled awkwardly.

"Everyone knows Meryl's been devoted to you. She's followed you around all these years. I guess I'm not that lucky."

Outside the door, Meryl was stunned, her face twisting into a bitter smile.

It was well known that she loved Dalton, but hearing him casually offer her up like a prize was a painful blow.

The sting of humiliation made her eyes well up. She clenched her fists tightly, feeling overwhelmed by a suffocating sense of betrayal.

She remembered being fourteen, new to the city from a small town.

Her dad, Malcolm Stone, had put her in an elite school.

It was supposed to be a fresh start, but Lydia Stone's schemes ruined it fast.

they locked Meryl in an

screamed for help until she lost

kicked the

it clear as day. It was freezing cold, and there he was, with the blizzard raging behind

the wind, wet hair

the dim light, she couldn't see his face clearly, but she

he said, turning away

a hero, her

him deeply, chasing him for

just something

she moved to the window, pulled out

phone rang, someone called out

"Meryl? You're back?"

glanced at her phone, ended the call, and turned to

approached with a skeptical expression. "When did

How ridiculous.

remembered Lydia's birthday but forgot Meryl's

Today's both your and your sister's birthday. Change into a dress quickly." Then, as if remembering something, she added, "Oh, right. Since you've been gone for three years, your room is now a game room. Change

pushed into Lydia's room. The moment she stepped inside, the strong perfume made her

to the bathroom, trying

then, the sound of footsteps outside the door signaled the maid's arrival with

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