But behind closed doors, Maverick held me and swore, “Mona, Grandpa found the top specialists. Two years, tops, and Sophia will be back to normal.
When she’s better, and we’re married, I’ll finally tell her to stop clinging to me.”
Back then, I was just a girl from an ordinary background, and I felt that I was already reaching
bove my station when Larry agreed to let Maverick marry me.
‘lus, it was Maverick’s choice that made Sophia like this.
That guilt weighed on me too, so I didn’t think twice before nodding.
But I forgot–when a man feels guilty and protective, that’s when love grows most easily.
Especially with Sophia’s calculated act.
n Maverick’s heart, her place and mine slowly switched.
Two years later, she claimed victory in a car accident.
And I, full of anger at being deceived and betrayed, was burned alive in the flames.
As the saying goes, fight fire with fire.
Given a second chance, at the height of Maverick’s love for me, I seized the role of “the fool” first.
Step by step, I would retrace Sophia’s path.
I would make sure she married Maverick.
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I would send her up into her heaven of happiness…
And then, little by little, drag her down to hell…
“Marry! Marry!”
I suddenly clapped my hands in delight, dancing around Maverick and Sophia.
“You two get married. So pretty!”
My laughter echoed through the empty living room.
Maverick stared at me, his face ashen, eyes full of despair.
“Mona…”
His lips trembled.
With Larry’s silent urging, he finally nodded stiffly.
“Grandpa, I agree… I’ll marry Sophia.”
At those words, Sophia’s eyes lit up with wild joy, even though Maverick never once looked her
way.
On the day of the engagement party, Sophia clung to Maverick’s arm.
Her smile was radiant as she accepted congratulations from the guests.
They really did look like the perfect couple.
That’s what I thought, as I skipped over to the towering, nine–tier custom cake.
My fluffy skirt “accidentally” snagged the corner of the tablecloth beneath the cake.
