She stood at the end of the hallway, her tear–streaked eyes filled with resentment and
unwillingness.
Our eyes met.
Out of Maverick’s sight, I gave her my signature vacant smile.
Ms. Pretty, don’t cry.
The game has only just begun…
After the fiasco at the engagement party, on the day Sophia and Maverick got married, Larry made sure to assign two housekeepers to take me to the amusement park first thing in the
morning.
Maybe he didn’t want me to witness Maverick marrying another woman.
This time, Maverick didn’t try to stop it.
Only on the night before the wedding, he looked at me with utter seriousness, pledg✩ Fold Up loyalty. “Mona, this thing with Sophia is just for show.
‘She promised me that as soon as you recover, she’ll divorce me right away.”
He gently traced the scar on my palm, his eyes overflowing with concern.
After my “accident” at the engagement party, Maverick was furious and guilt–ridden, insisting on calling off the wedding.
Sophia came to him in tears, begging.
To calm him down, she even lowered herself to sweet–talk me, the “fool.”
“Mona, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it that day.
“Can you forgive me, so Mav won’t be mad at me anymore?”
I pretended to stay angry.
Not only did I spit on her face, but I also flailed wildly and hit her until she cried for the bodyguards.
Later, maybe afraid her prize would slip away, Sophia even promised Maverick that she’d play the part of the fake wife, and once I was better, she’d step aside.
That’s how the wedding finally went ahead as planned.
**
n my previous life, because of the mess at the engagement party, Larry refused to let Maverick and me have a wedding.
was an orphan with no family to speak of.
Plus, I really didn’t want to face all those familiar faces from the engagement.
So Maverick and I made a plan.
The day we got our marriage certificate, we’d fly to New Zealand, and hold a private ceremony n a chapel–just the two of us.
But on the way to the airport, Larry called.
