After saying that, he gently kissed my forehead.

The movements were as gentle and affectionate as before.

But I could no longer feel his warmth.

It turned out that a person could really act out to this extent for revenge.

When my mother got married for the second time into the McNamara Family, I couldn't lift my head under the stigma of being the daughter of a mistress at the wedding.

Hid in the corner and cried loudly.

It was Gustav's appearance that gave me the only salvation.

He solved the rumors and gossip outside for me.

He said he would protect me for the rest of my life and be my support.

I believed his words.

I was addicted to the tenderness he gave me and couldn't extricate myself.

Little did I know that everything was part of his premeditated revenge.

The so-called love was all illusion.

He was the one who tried to push me into the abyss.

While Gustav was working, I sent a message to my mother.

[Mom, I want to study abroad.]

[Don't tell our family about this yet.]

On the way back, he pretended to speak casually.

"Dad is urging me to get married and I've already found a friend to help me act."

“Don't worry, you're always the only one I love. She promised to keep it a secret for me. I'll stay at home with you in the future."

I looked at the scenery outside the window and nodded silently.

Tears fell silently.

Soon, we got home. I immediately unlocked his phone while he was washing up.

The number which had been pinned on his chat was Jennifer Winston.

As soon as I clicked into his chat box with her, besides the cute emojis, it was filled with surveillance videos from my bedroom.

Their conversation was even more heart-wrenching.

[I said, I only have revenge on her, these videos, I'll release them at the wedding and after that day, Quinna will be completely expelled from the McNamaras. The only one who will stay by my side will be you.]

[Before you come into my family, I will clear all obstacles for you and only happiness will greet you in the future.]

[I love you, Jennifer.]

I raised my eyes to the doll he gave me six years ago.

In the dim light.

The doll's eyes flashed a strange red light.

It turned out that he had been planning how to remove me as an obstacle from the very beginning.

It was ridiculous that I was still indulging in his hypocritical lies.

I considered myself happy.

I clicked into Gustav's private photo album.

All that caught my eye were pictures of him and Jennifer together.

The two of them had been together since college.

The photos recorded their past love.

On every important holiday, he used the excuse of being busy with work.

In fact, he had been by Jennifer's side.

Every gift given to me, Jennifer had it.

But every gift given to Jennifer, I didn't have it.

The second chat box was a record of conversations with the wedding company.

Gustav started preparing for the wedding six months ago.

From the wedding venue to the dishes.

He did everything himself.

Even the surveillance videos were made by him himself.

Just to completely expose the emotion that shouldn't exist at the wedding.

Just a moment before Gustav entered the door.

I turned off my phone.

I bought myself a plane ticket to go abroad in three days.

At the dinner table, Thomas McNamara mentioned his son's marriage from time to time.

Gustav pretended tirelessly.

Agreed casually.

The wedding set in three days.

The cutlery in my hand lost control and fell.

The meal was tasteless.

After dinner, my mother called me into the room with a worried expression on her face.

"Why are you suddenly going abroad? Didn't you insist on joining the company with your brother? Have you told him about going abroad?"

Looking at my mother's half-white hair, my nose felt sore.

"No, I hope you can help me keep it a secret from him."

"Mom, when I leave, you stay with Mr. Thomas and don't care what outsiders say."

I knew it was not easy for my mother to make up her mind to get married.

No matter what Gustav thought, my mother had never interfered in other people's relationships.

Being infamous should not be her fate.

When I returned to the bedroom, Gustav was already waiting on the bed.

Seeing me come in, he hurriedly pulled me into his arms.

His lips kept rubbing against the tip of my ear.

"Are you angry? You know, we can't make our relationship public. I'll arrange the wedding just as a cover up, just an act. So, don't think too much about it."

"Don't worry, Quinna, you are the only one in my heart. Don't get angry, okay? I've bought you a gift and I'll send it to you tomorrow. I'm sure you will like it."

I suppressed my grievances and nodded with a smile.

He didn't think much about it, breathed a sigh of relief and hugged me back.

After a moment of hesitation, he spoke up.

"It's just that the McNamaras' wedding can't be arranged casually and you, as my sister, may ...."

"Okay, I'll go."

I knew what he wanted to say.

Instead of being passive, it was better to take the initiative to bring it up.

At least leave a decent impression.

He was surprised by the change in my attitude.

But since his goal had been achieved, he was too lazy to delve deeper into it.

That night, he still slept in my bedroom.

The next morning, he slipped out of the room before anyone at home woke up.

As soon as he left, I followed him out.

Applied for a visa and submitted an application for studying abroad.

But I never expected to meet Jennifer there.

Gustav stood behind her, his eyes full of indulgence as he looked at her.

From time to time, I heard the discussion of employees around me.

"Is that Mr. McNamara's fiancée? She's so charming, isn't she? If I'm not mistaken, that bag she's wearing is a limited-edition Hermès product. You can't buy it even if you have money!"

"Of course they are. I heard that they have been in love since college and have been together ever since. They even bought a small island abroad for their honeymoon. I guess they are here to apply for a visa for a world tour, right?"

"What kind of novel plot is this? I'm so envious. If my boyfriend could be half as good as Mr. Gu, my life would be worth it ...."

While I was stunned, the employee who handled the formalities for me called.

"Ms. McNamara? Ms. McNamara? Your formalities have been completed."

Her calls caught Gustav's attention.

The moment I put the things into my bag, he appeared in front of me.

His expression carried a hint of imperceptible panic.

"Quinna? Why are you here?"

Jennifer also came from behind and took his arm affectionately.

"You're Gustav's sister, right? Hello."

"We will be a family soon, let's get to know each other in advance."

His eyes swept over the place where the two of them were in intimate contact.

I nodded with a smile.

"Hi."

"It's okay. I came here to get a visa for my mom. She has always wanted to travel abroad."

"You guys are busy, I won't bother you anymore."

I turned around and tried to leave.

However, he caught up with me and grabbed my arm.

He explained anxiously.

"Don't overthink it. It was Dad's idea to ask me to come here today. You know he values ​​the wedding, so he insisted that I take her on the trip."

"I have to let you know in advance that Jennifer will have dinner at home tonight. So, you don't misunderstand me."

Watching him worry about me, I suddenly felt like laughing.

To tell you the truth, Jennifer was his girlfriend whom he had been in love with for several years.

Now, his wedding was approaching and the drama of his revenge was coming to an end.

Who are you pretending for?

"Don't worry, I know my limits. Since this is your dad's arrangement, just follow along. I won't be so immature and ignorant."

"You go ahead and do your work. I'll wait for you at home."

He breathed a sigh of relief and personally hailed a taxi to take me home.

He turned around and took Jennifer to the bridal store.

My mother and Thomas knew that Jennifer was coming home.

I started preparing dinner from noon.

The moment Gustav brought her in, they both gave a gift wrapped in cute pink wrapping paper.

I hid in my room under the pretext of feeling unwell.

Gustav walked in with a gift box.

The moment he put the bracelet on my hand, he took out a warm blue rose from his arms.

Kneeling on one knee on the ground.

His eyes were full of piety.

"I know that being with me means you have no status and that you have been wronged, but after marriage, I will still be your brother and will always live at home and accompany you as before."

"Quinna, please don't be angry with me, okay?"

I lowered my head and looked at the Hermes icon on the bracelet.

It just happened to be a gift from Jennifer’s bag.

"Okay, I won't be angry with you."

"Let's have a dinner together. Our family has been preparing for a long time."

The sound of blessings kept coming from downstairs.

My mother stood by the table, as embarrassed as a servant.

Gustav habitually ordered her to serve the food and serve the soup as if it was nothing.

The grievances pent up in my heart burst out completely.

I gathered together all the gifts he had given me over the past six years and threw them in the trash can.

The moment the trash can overturned, Jennifer suddenly appeared in front of me.

Looking at the mess on the ground, she smiled proudly.

"What, can't I take it anymore?"

"Quinna, you're even more useless than I thought."

"Yeah, what good things can a vixen teach you? Seeing your own mother busying around like a servant and not being able to sit at the table, it must be painful, right?"

I looked at her coldly.

"Get to the point!"

Jennifer pursed her lips and smiled with a mocking expression.

She took out her mobile phone, opened the chat history with Gustav and waved it in front of my eyes.

"By the way, you don't know yet, do you? Every night when you and Gustav are intimate, he shows me."

"If these videos were sent to your mother, would she go crazy?"

"One is her biological daughter and the other is her stepson from a second marriage. They actually have sex at home every night behind their backs at home ...."

"You dare!"

I couldn't hold back the anger in my chest any longer.

I raised my hand and slapped her in the face.

A crisp sound was heard.

Jennifer fell to the ground and smashed the glass frame.

Blood instantly overflowed from her palm.

Gustav rushed in and held the girl in his arms.

The look he gave me was full of anger.

"Quinna, what are you doing? Are you crazy?"

"Jennifer kindly asked you to come down for dinner, what's wrong with you?"

Thomas' face turned cold on the side.

My mother nervously rushed to explain.

"Quinna didn't mean it. There must be a misunderstanding."

"Quinna, quickly apologize to Jennifer!"

Jennifer's eyes turned red as she threw herself into Gustav's arms.

"I'm sorry, I just came here to invite Quinna to our wedding. I don't know why she suddenly took action ...."

"Please, don't blame her, she didn't mean it."

The corners of my lips curled up into a sneer and I looked straight at the two people hugging each other.

He ignored my expression, his eyes full of coldness and resentment.

"Quinna, apologize!"

The nails dug deep into the palms and blood dripped down.