The Ruined Bride of Velvet Nights by Brick Moving Ant

Chapter 9

A month later, they found me.

I’d sold all my shares, using the money to buy a small house in a city I loved. My days were peaceful – tending to my garden, brewing tea, living at my own pace.

Until Callum burst through my gate, a weary–looking Mila at his side. They rushed toward me as if nothing had changed, arms outstretched for an embrace I easily avoided.

“Aria, I finally found you,” Callum breathed, his practiced sincerity making my stomach turn.

“When you disappeared, the company was in chaos. I know you must have been forced to sell the

We can still

I’d sold the shares deliberately. But his need to paint me as a victim rather than acknowledge my

At best, we were dating, and now we’re done. Those shares were your compensation. You betrayed me, so I struck back. We’re even

– the daughter I’d carried for nine months, the child I’d poured all my love into. But her lies had poisoned even that. I’d learned the hard way that sharing blood didn’t guarantee

what was

shaking his head, eyes wet, insisting we weren’t finished. I simply showed them

the gate: “You’re so heartless, Mom! You’re nothing like Aunt Sophie. I shouldn’t have

let

a moment before spitting back: “Fine! I will make Sophie my mom!”