Aria's POV

After I came home, I saw that Eliza's Facebook alt account had posted another update. In the photo, clothes were seen scattered all over the floor, and a torn stocking lay on the bed.

Her caption read, "Ugh, seriously! It's really all my Alpha's fault. He always tears my stockings! Now I have to buy new ones…"

In the comments, her followers screamed and gushed about how enviable their love was.

I chuckled self-deprecatingly and liked her post.

It was only then that I realized Eliza had quietly inserted herself between my and Leo's relationship a long time ago—many of the gifts he gave me, including the bag from yesterday, were the same as the ones Eliza had.

The things I once liked now made me feel disgusted when I looked at them. They seemed to mock me for being a fool who only now realized that Leo had been cheating!

I packed up all the items Leo gave me and sold them all off at a low price.

…

Leo didn't come back home until the next afternoon. He had also changed into a brand-new suit, polished leather shoes, and a perfectly tied tie.

As soon as he returned, he immediately hugged me and rested his head affectionately on my shoulder. "Sorry, babe. I've been too busy with work lately. I heard that a new shopping mall opened in the city center. I'll take you there for some shopping and cover all the bills, okay?"

I looked up and saw a fresh love bite on the side of his neck.

As this would be our last meal together, I agreed to his suggestion.

…

On the way to the mall, perhaps due to his guilt, Leo kept trying to make conversation with me. As I simply wasn't in the mood to deal with him, I just kept my head down and stayed silent.

When we arrived at the place, he led me to the women's clothing store we often visited, but I saw that Eliza was live-streaming there.

She was sitting in the VIP section, speaking smugly to her screen. "Do you see? This entire building was a gift from my boyfriend. Even this store belongs to me."

Her tone was full of self-satisfaction, but the comments in the live stream were far from supportive.

"Why are you talking so big? How can a small-time influencer like you afford this?"

"Are you crazy for money? You sound like you're making stuff up."

"LOL! Do you think you're Luna Aria?"

After all, her public humiliation when Leo had expelled her from the pack during the annual celebration was still fresh in their memories. Thus, they all saw her claims as exaggerated.

When she saw these comments, Eliza started anxiously arguing, "I'm not lying! This shopping mall really is mine! It was a gift from my boyfriend!"

I turned around and saw Leo staring at his phone with a darkened expression.

Soon, I saw his account enter Eliza's livestream. "I can confirm that this shopping mall is indeed under her name."

In an instant, a barrage of comments flooded the screen.

"Oh my God, it's Alpha Leo!"

"It must be true if he's vouching for it."

"I didn't expect Eliza's boyfriend to be so powerful that even Alpha Leo is backing her up."

"Which is more impressive, this shopping mall or Luna Aria's amusement park?"

When she saw these comments, Eliza's expression finally brightened up again. "Of course, it's this shopping mall from my boyfriend! He loves me the most, and no one else compares!"

It was only when Leo put down his phone that he noticed I was quietly watching him.

"What's wrong, babe? Did you find something? Just pick it. I'll pay for it," he said.

"Just this one." I casually picked out a pink dress and headed into the fitting room.

I had just walked in when I suddenly received a string of calls from an unknown number.

"Hello? Who is this?" I asked.

"It's me." As soon as the other person spoke, I recognized the voice—it was Eliza.

"What do you want?" I coldly asked.

Her tone carried a provocative edge as she remarked, "You know I'm with Leo now, right? I saw your like on my post. You must be really mad, huh?

"You didn't expect it, right? You were so confident back then that Alpha Leo only loved you, yet now, he's with me.

"You probably don't know, but he was so fierce last night. We used up several packets of contraceptives…"

I couldn't bear it anymore and hung up the call.

When I walked out of the fitting room, I was about to ask him how I looked when—before I could even say anything—he hurriedly said to me, "Aria, the company suddenly needs me for something. You look around first and send me a message when it's time to settle the bill, okay?"

I calmly replied, "Okay. I got it."

He was taken aback for a moment, seemingly keenly sensing the change in my mood. "Dear, don't be mad. I swear, I'll be back soon."

I nodded. "I'm not mad. Go ahead."

At this point, I no longer felt anger toward anything he did.

In the next second, his phone rang again with urgency. Without hesitation, he turned around and strode away.

I watched his departing figure and silently put the dress back—I would no longer accept anything from him.

Once I returned home, I instructed Ethan Miller, the butler, to give the maids some time off. I then packed up all of my belongings.

Inside the drawer of the bedside table, I found the love letter Leo had written to me many years ago.

The vows and promises we made had now all turned into jokes.

I gathered all of the memorabilia and set them on fire, burning them to ashes.

Leo hadn't even returned by nightfall, and his chat inbox remained empty. He didn't even bother sending a message.

After sending him Eliza's message records and phone recordings, I grabbed my suitcase and walked out of the villa.

…

As the plane took off, I took one last glance at the city where I had lived with Leo for so long, silently thinking to myself, "Farewell forever, Leo. From now on, let's never meet again."