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

was freezing and terrified. She screamed for help until she lost her

kicked the door

freezing cold, and there he was, with the

the wind, wet hair

couldn't see his face clearly, but she remembered him taking off his scarf and tossing

said, turning away without

a hero, her first beacon

him

she was just something

to the window, pulled out a long-forgotten number, and dialed

phone rang, someone called out to her

"Meryl? You're back?"

her phone, ended the call, and turned

mother, Bianca Stone, looked surprised and approached with a

How ridiculous.

birthday

Today's both your and your sister's birthday. Change into a dress quickly." Then, as if remembering something, she added, "Oh, right. Since

room. The moment she stepped inside, the strong perfume made

bathroom,

outside the door signaled the maid's arrival

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