She Shared a Bite with Him,So I Canceled Our Billion-Dollar Wedding

The night before the wedding, I bought out an entire street's worth of fireworks and worked with my friends to design a spectacular fireworks show, all because Vivienne Langford once said her favorite thing in the world was watching fireworks bloom across the night sky.

Instead, I walked in on her sitting shoulder to shoulder with her male assistant, sharing a single dessert between them.

I froze.

A second later, every one of my friends turned to look at me.

The fireworks were still going off overhead, but my heart had already gone cold. I drew a deep breath, walked over, and said, "Vivienne, we're done."

She rubbed the bridge of her nose like she was exhausted. "It's just a dessert. What are you throwing a fit about now?"

A fit?

Fine. Let's make it a bigger one.

I pulled out my phone.

"Cancel the wedding tomorrow."

"And the five-billion-dollar deal with Langford Group. Cancel that too."

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Vivienne looked even more tired. "Marcus Coleman, I just wrapped up a project. I'm exhausted. I don't want to fight with you."

I nodded. "Then enjoy your meal. I won't bother you."

"Stop right there."

Her voice turned cold. "Marcus, you're really set on making a scene tonight, aren't you?"

I shook my head. "No scene. I'm dead serious."

I turned to leave, but Vivienne's assistant, Toby Donaldson, stepped into my path.

"Mr. Coleman, please don't misunderstand. Ms. Langford and I—"

"There's no misunderstanding."

I cut him off. My gaze dropped to the bowl sitting between them. One piece of the dessert had been bitten in half, its sweet black sesame filling oozing out.

One bowl. One piece. Two mouths.

I saw it clearly. There was nothing to misunderstand.

"Mr. Coleman... Ms. Langford, say something! Explain it to him!"

Toby's face was a picture of panic.

Vivienne didn't stand. She reached into the bowl with deliberate slowness, picked up the half-bitten piece, and popped it into her mouth. Then she smiled at Toby. "Delicious. Sit down, Toby. We're not finished."

"But..."

Toby glanced at me, pretending to hesitate, but the delight and smugness in his eyes were impossible to hide.

I stared at Vivienne. My eyes began to sting.

So this was where I stood in her heart.

Her fiancé had just caught her sharing food with another man, and she hadn't offered a single word of explanation. Instead, she'd invited the man to keep eating.

When someone truly didn't love you, they could grind your dignity under their heel without a second thought.

One of my friends couldn't take it anymore.

"Vivienne, Marcus spent days preparing this fireworks show for you. The least you could do is look up and acknowledge it."

"Exactly. And he arranged an even bigger show out past the city. The whole thing was designed just for you."

"Is that so?"

Vivienne looked at me. She didn't say yes. She didn't say no. Instead, she turned to Toby. "Do you want to go see it?"

That sentence drove a knife straight through my chest.

A fireworks show I'd designed for her, and she was asking another man if he wanted to go.

What a joke.

Vivienne Langford, what exactly am I to you? Do you feel nothing for me at all?

I stared at her, searching her eyes for even a trace of affection.

I found none. She was looking only at Toby.

"I don't know... it wouldn't be right for me to go." Toby feigned reluctance, then shook his head. "No, I'd better not. Mr. Coleman put this together for you. It wouldn't be appropriate."

Vivienne nodded. "If you say you won't go, then we won't go."

One of my friends opened his mouth to say something, but I stopped him. I forced a smile. "Can't let all that effort go to waste. Let's go."

The fireworks were beautiful. The mood was not.

My friend fumed on my behalf. "Vivienne went too far. She knows you love her, so she does whatever she wants without consequence. What she did back there was meant to humiliate you."