The night before the wedding, my fiancé’s foster sister posted a video on Snapchat. In the video, Ethan—who’s always been such a germaphobe—was kneeling on the floor, using my wedding veil to wipe her feet. “Even though he’s about to become someone else’s husband, he’ll always take care of his little sister.” I went to pick up drunk Ethan, and Mia insisted on coming home with us. While I was washing up, she deliberately threw my wedding ring down the drain. I didn’t get angry. Ethan noticed something was off about me, but his face showed only relief. “Vivian, you’re finally learning to be tolerant of my sister.” I didn’t respond. I just smiled and voluntarily gave up the bedroom to Mia, who was demanding to sleep with Ethan. He had no idea that the good days for the Hayes family were about to end. Why would I care about this boundary-crossing sibling relationship anymore? The next day, only ten minutes remained until the wedding ceremony. The officiant had already come to urge us three times, but the groom Ethan was nowhere to be seen. My bridesmaid burst through the door, gasping for breath. “Vivian, stop waiting!” “I heard that on the way here, Mia got a stomachache, and Ethan turned the wedding car around and carried her straight to the hospital!” I called Ethan. The phone rang for a long time before someone picked up. The first sound I heard was Mia’s coughing. “Ethan, go back! Vivian’s wedding can’t happen without you. I can manage alone at the hospital.” Ethan’s voice was full of anxiety and heartache. “Don’t talk nonsense. You’re breaking out in cold sweats from the pain—how can I leave?” Then he spoke into the phone, his tone laced with irritation. “Vivian, Mia’s in really bad shape. I can’t leave.” “Go calm down the guests and tell them the wedding will start a bit late.” Hearing his self-righteous tone, I found it laughable. “Ethan, this is a wedding. Can a wedding just ‘start a bit late’?” “Vivian! Is the wedding more important than someone’s life in your mind?” Ethan snapped impatiently and hung up directly. I stood up and walked toward the banquet hall. The originally noisy hall instantly fell silent, dissolving into whispers. Ethan’s parents approached with embarrassed expressions. Mrs. Hayes grabbed my hand and lowered her voice. “Vivian dear, Ethan went to handle an emergency. Why don’t you just hold the wedding by yourself?” “Both our families care about our reputation. Don’t waste any more time—the guests are waiting.” I coldly pulled my hand away. At that moment, my bridesmaid shoved her phone in front of my face, trembling with rage. “Vivian, look at what Mia posted on Snapchat!” On the screen was Mia’s freshly updated status. In the picture, Ethan sat by the hospital bed, tightly holding her hand. The caption read: “Even if the whole world is waiting for him to get married, he’ll still stop for me.” I walked straight onto the stage and took the microphone from the officiant. “Thank you all for taking time out of your busy schedules to attend this wedding.” “Unfortunately, the groom has someone more important to be with today.” “Therefore, the wedding is canceled. Please enjoy the food and drinks.” After speaking, I ignored the ashen faces of the Hayes parents, casually tossed the microphone aside, lifted my wedding dress, and walked out of the banquet hall without looking back. I returned to the new house Ethan and I had prepared and began packing my things. The door was suddenly pushed open. Ethan rushed in and slammed his hand down on my suitcase. “Vivian, have you made enough of a scene!” “Didn’t I tell you to calm the guests at the venue? You publicly announced the wedding cancellation—where does that leave my parents’ dignity!”
I stopped what I was doing and straightened up to look at him. “When you abandoned me for Mia, did you think about my dignity?” A flash of guilt crossed Ethan’s eyes, and his tone softened. “Vivian, I explained it to you. Mia’s situation was sudden—I couldn’t just let her die.” “You’re usually so kind. Why are you being so petty about Mia?” My gaze fell on the collar of his shirt. There, clear as day, was a lipstick mark. The exact same shade as the one Mia was wearing in her Snapchat photo. Ethan followed my gaze and looked down. His expression changed, and he instinctively covered his collar with his hand. “Mia was in so much pain she couldn’t stand. She accidentally smudged it. Don’t overthink this.” “Vivian, after all these years together, won’t you even give me this much trust?” I zipped up my suitcase and dragged it toward the door. Ethan blocked the doorway, his eyes reddening. “Vivian, I was wrong, okay?” “We can have another wedding. Stop making a scene.” I ignored him. Ethan panicked and grabbed my wrist. “I won’t let you leave! If you walk out that door today, don’t expect me to ever coax you back!” “The wedding is already canceled. Starting today, we have nothing to do with each other.” I pulled my suitcase and walked out the door without looking back. A few days later, I bought a villa. Just as I finished settling in, my assistant called. “Miss Sterling, there’s an urgent document for a core company project that needs your signature.” I agreed and drove to Hayes Corporation. This branch was a company I established to help Ethan start his business. I pushed open the general manager’s office door. Mia was sitting in my office chair. She was holding a pink notebook, reading it with great interest. I froze. That was my diary. I strode over and snatched the diary back. “Who gave you permission to touch my things?” Mia jumped in fright, looking aggrieved. “Vivian, don’t be so mean.” “I was just looking around. How was I supposed to know you kept your diary in an unlocked drawer?” At that moment, Ethan walked in from outside carrying two cups of coffee. Seeing me, he froze for a moment, then frowned. “Vivian, what are you getting upset about now? Mia’s still not feeling well. Don’t scare her.” I laughed coldly. “She went through my diary without permission, and instead of stopping her, you blame me?” Ethan was dismissive. “You didn’t lock your diary properly. Mia didn’t do it on purpose.” “Besides, it’s not like there’s anything shameful in your diary.” Mia chimed in from the side. “Exactly, Vivian. And those love letters you wrote in your diary are so corny.” She cleared her throat and recited in a mocking tone. “‘Today Ethan drove twenty miles to buy me cake from the north side of town.’” “‘I feel like the happiest woman in the world. I must stay with Ethan forever.’” She covered her mouth and laughed. “Vivian, you always seem so cold and aloof, but I never knew you were such a desperate simp in private.” “Actually, that cake was bought for me. I didn’t want to eat it, so he brought it back to you.” “You actually treasured it enough to write about it in your diary. Hilarious.” Humiliation flooded through me instantly. Those feelings I once cherished were now being trampled under their feet.
Ethan stood to the side, the corner of his mouth turned up. “Vivian, you wrote it so clearly in your diary—you obviously still love me.” “Stop being stubborn and come home with me. I’ll pretend the wedding thing never happened.” I ignored him, turned to the paper shredder, and without hesitation, fed the diary into it. The diary that recorded all my memories with Ethan was instantly reduced to confetti. Ethan’s face turned livid as he rushed over to confront me. “Vivian Sterling! What are you crazy for!” My tone was cold. “Just disposing of some unnecessary garbage.” Mia suddenly grabbed Ethan’s arm. “Ethan, since Vivian doesn’t want to deal with you, let me take over the core bidding project on the south side for her.” “I promise I’ll do better than her.” The south side project—I had pulled three months of all-nighters and used the Sterling family connections to secure that bidding qualification for Ethan. Ethan nodded without hesitation. “Fine. Mia’s so smart, she’ll definitely handle it.” He turned to look at me, his tone commanding. “Vivian, hand over all the core project materials to Mia.” “Since you want to make a scene, go home and reflect. You don’t need to manage company affairs for now.” I looked at him and found it ridiculous. Without the Sterling family, Ethan was nothing. “Fine. Since you want it so badly, take it.” I picked up the documents on the desk, signed them, and turned to leave. That evening, I had just finished showering when Ethan sent me a text. “Vivian, why didn’t you come to the Hayes family dinner tonight?” “My parents are already very unhappy about what you did. This dinner was meant for you to apologize to them.” I felt speechless and typed back. “We’ve already called off the engagement. I have no obligation to attend your family dinners.” The moment I sent the message, Ethan called. “Vivian, do you have to make things so difficult for me?” “You’re just throwing a tantrum like this to force me to send Mia away, aren’t you?” He sighed on the other end of the phone, his tone softening. “You know the person I love is you, but Mia saved my life years ago.” “Without her, I would’ve died. I can’t be ungrateful.” I couldn’t help but laugh coldly. “Ethan, if you want to repay her, go ahead. Give her your life if you want.” “Just stop harassing me.” I hung up directly and blocked his number and social media accounts. But immediately after, I saw Mia had posted something on Snapchat. She was wearing revealing sleepwear in what used to be my wedding house, with an imperial jade necklace around her neck. “A gift from Ethan—worth millions.” The more I looked at that necklace, the more familiar it seemed. It was a relic my mother left me before she died. I had left in such a rush when I moved out of the new house that I’d forgotten it. Without a word, I immediately drove to Ethan’s place. When I arrived, Mia was sitting on the sofa, live-streaming on her phone. She was wearing my mother’s necklace around her neck, showing it off to the camera. “Everyone, this is genuine imperial jade. My brother specially gave it to me.” I walked over to retrieve the necklace and accidentally knocked her phone out of her hand. “Ah! Vivian, what are you doing!” Mia shrieked and jumped up. “Give me back that necklace!” I pointed at it, my voice furious. Ethan heard the commotion and immediately ran over to protect Mia. “It’s just a necklace. Mia just thought it looked pretty and wore it for a bit.”
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