Victoria Shaw glared at me fiercely and threatened me: "Lucas Forest, I really didn't know you were so stingy. Since you can't accept Owen Young's existence, I can only break up with you!"

Me: “Okay.”

My indifferent attitude surprised Victoria Shaw.

Owen Young gently pushed the little boy again: "Call me uncle, and don't be angry if you say uncle."

But the little boy shouted: "I won't scream! This bad man is a mistress."

He pushed me hard and said, "Don't take my mother away from me."

Passersby looked at me, and many of them looked at me with contempt.

I even heard a passerby say, "Oh my god, mistresses are too rampant nowadays, coming to the Civil Affairs Bureau to snatch other people's wives."

I looked at the little boy and said calmly, "Your mother and I have broken up, don't worry."

"I wish your parents a happy marriage and a long life together."

Victoria Shaw nodded in satisfaction when she heard this and said to me, "That's right. We should be as sensible as we are now in the future."

She held the boy and took Owen Young away.

I looked at her back and thought silently: "I'm not sensible, I'm telling the truth."

I found a nearby cafe and waited for Luna Woo.

During this period, a hot search suddenly popped up.

"Breaking news: The heir of Woo Enterprises suddenly left the signing ceremony abroad."

My heart skipped a beat.

Woo Enterprises? Heir? Could it be Luna Woo?

I clicked on the link and a video popped up.

In the video, a tall and very beautiful woman is turning away while talking on the phone.

If this isn’t Luna Woo, then who is it?

I could even faintly hear her voice: "Whoever changes his mind is a puppy."

At the end of the video, there is also an interview with the other party to the contract: "Ms. Shen left the meeting in the middle. Do you think this is disrespectful to your side?"

It was an old white man. He shrugged and said with a smile: "I can only say that love is above everything. I don't feel disrespected. On the contrary, I really appreciate this point of Ms. Shen. This is consistent with our culture."

"We will wait here for her to come back and complete the signing ceremony. This will not have any impact on our cooperation..."

I put down my phone, feeling mixed emotions.

Luna Woo has been pursuing me for ten years. She always puts me first and truly loves me to the core.

But I was so absorbed in Victoria Shaw that I never gave her any chance.

Now I am completely disappointed with Victoria Shaw and finally I have come to my senses.

Comparing the two, I finally understood what is true love and what is perfunctory.

Thinking of this, I opened my mailbox and looked at the email Luna Woo sent me.

Every email is passionate and affectionate. I used to think she was annoying, but now I can feel the love between her words.

These are clearly love letters.

I even felt sorry for her. How did she manage to hold on for so many years?

I read all the emails carefully, and before I knew it, it was already evening.

Suddenly, a bouquet of flowers was held in front of me.

I looked up suddenly and saw Luna Woo behind the flowers.

"Honey, sorry for waiting." Luna Woo said happily.

This title stunned me for a moment, and I’m really not used to it.

Seeing that I remained silent, Luna Woo said anxiously, "You won't change your mind, will you?"

I smiled at her and said, "Don't worry, I don't want to be a puppy."

We walked into the Civil Affairs Bureau side by side and got our certificate smoothly.

I knew there was a group of people on the other side of the ocean waiting for her to sign a contract, so I urged her to go back quickly.

Luna Woo hugged me tightly. "When I come back, we'll have the wedding. Besides, whoever changes their mind is a puppy."

I looked at Luna Woo's back and couldn't help but smile bitterly: Is Luna Woo, who is such a big shot in the business world, so insecure?

It was getting late, and I hurried home with the flowers in my hands.

But what I didn't expect was that after opening the door, I saw Owen Young and his son.

Owen Young was wearing my pajamas, sitting on the couch watching TV.

And his son, with his shoes on, was jumping up and down on the sofa I had carefully chosen.

The high-end sofa worth hundreds of thousands of dollars was left with footprints all over it.

The fire in my heart suddenly flared up.

But before I could say anything, Victoria Shaw came out of the kitchen. She frowned and asked, "Why are you here?"

I was so angry that I choked there. After a long while, I said coldly: "This seems to be my home."

The boy suddenly threw the toy in his hand towards me: "This is my mother's home, this is our home, get out."

Owen Young said to me nonchalantly, "Don't be offended, Lucas. Children don't understand anything."

He came over and took the flowers from my hand without asking: "Are these for me and Victoria? Thank you for your blessing."

Just as I was about to snatch it back, the little boy pulled the flower away.

He threw the flower to the ground and stomped on it twice: "Stop trying to please my mother. We don't want your stinky flower."

I was so angry that I had a headache: "Pay me back for the flowers!"

Victoria Shaw said impatiently: "Lucas Forest! He is just a child, how can you be so petty with him?"

"Go to the kitchen and cook, don't bother the kids."

She actually handed me the apron.

I was so angry that I laughed: "Victoria Shaw, do you think I'm a servant? Why should I cook for you?"

Victoria Shaw frowned, "Lucas Forest, can you understand something? You've been possessed since the Civil Affairs Bureau, and have been making trouble until now."

"Originally, everyone was having a good time, with no conflicts, but now you've turned everything into chaos."

"I'll give you a way out and let you cook dinner as an apology to Owen Young and the child."

I stared into his eyes. "Victoria Shaw, tell me honestly, do we have no conflicts? Do you really think I should apologize?"

Victoria Shaw's eyes were somewhat evasive.

But soon she sighed and said, "After all, the child is innocent. Lucas, you are an adult. Even if it's for the child, what's wrong with being wronged? At worst, I can double compensate you in the future."

My heart went cold: "Why? Am I not innocent?"

At this time, the boy took out a fork from somewhere and stabbed my thigh fiercely: "Get out, get out of my house."

I pushed him away and said coldly, "I bought this house. If anyone wants to leave, it should be you."

The boy cried out and threw himself into Owen Young's arms and started crying.

The house was indeed bought by me as our wedding house.

It seems that Victoria Shaw has forgotten that she was planning to live a simple life with another man as a family of three here.

Owen Young's eyes turned red, and he choked up and said to Victoria Shaw, "We are wrong. We shouldn't have come. We will leave now."

Victoria Shaw stopped him with a distressed look on her face.

She said to me with some displeasure: "It's dark now, Owen Young is with the child, where can they go? Lucas, can you be more generous?"

I nodded: "Okay, you must leave after daybreak, or I will call the police."

Victoria Shaw frowned and said, "If you insist on sending them away, then I will have to leave too."

I chuckled, "Okay."

I opened my bedroom door and prepared to go to bed.

But what I didn’t expect was that the sheets were wrinkled and the quilt looked like someone had covered it.

There was even the man's changed underwear under the pillow.

I suddenly felt sick.

Owen Young has already slept in my bed?

I took the important documents without even looking at them, walked out quickly, and slammed the door behind me.

Let’s stay in a hotel tonight. The room is already dirty. I’ll have to find someone to clean it thoroughly tomorrow.

Throw away what should be thrown away!

After a whole day of hard work, I'm exhausted.

After washing up, I lay down on the bed in the hotel, when my cell phone rang.

Someone wants to add me as a friend.

After I passed, the other party sent me a bunch of photos.

In every photo, it's Victoria Shaw and Owen Young.

The location was clearly my house, and the two of them were lying on the marriage bed, cuddling together.

At the end of the photo, there is a sentence: Smart people know when to retreat.

I replied: Someone likes to pick up trash, I will help him.

Then, turn off the computer and go to sleep.

When I woke up, it was already bright.

I had breakfast and went to clean up my house.

But when I opened the door, I was stunned.

There were lots of balloons and streamers inside, and lots of posters on the walls.

The content of the poster is all wedding photos of Victoria Shaw and Owen Young.

The speakers were blasting music so loudly that it made my brain hurt.

There were many strangers sitting or standing in the room, and I didn't know any of them.

They are stepping on my couch, raiding my fridge, and even drinking from my cup.

The books and documents on my bookshelf were messed up by them and scattered everywhere.

The antique ornaments I bought from the auction and the valuable gifts my parents gave me were passed around by them at will, and some of them were even broken into pieces.

I suppressed my anger and turned off their speakers.

Those people looked at me with dissatisfaction.

I asked in a deep voice: "Who are you? Why are you in my house?"

Those people looked at each other in disbelief and said, "Your home? Isn't this Owen Young's home?"

"We are here for a wedding. Who are you?"

I was so angry that I could hardly speak. "Wedding? Victoria Shaw and Owen Young are going to hold their wedding here?"

At this time, someone suddenly pointed at me and said, "I recognize you. Aren't you the mistress?"

Before I could explain, someone threw a cup of milk tea on my face: "How arrogant! You, a mistress, have come here to disrupt the wedding?"

Then more people punched and kicked me.

I fought back with all my might, but they all came over and bullied me.

Soon they knocked me to the ground.

They are more numerous and bolder, and are becoming more and more excessive.

Some people beat me up, some took off my clothes, and some held up their phones to broadcast live, wanting the whole network to see what the mistress looked like.

I tried desperately to cover my face with my hands, but they forcefully pulled them away.

They grabbed my limbs and forced a pair of shoes around my neck.

They spat in my face and called me a slut.

I resisted hard, but it was no use.

They abused me at will and made fun of me.

Finally, someone shouted, "The groom is back to pick up the bride."

Those people stopped what they were doing and gathered around the door.

I got up in a panic and saw Victoria Shaw in her wedding dress and Owen Young in a suit.

Victoria Shaw was stunned for a moment when she saw me like this, then she walked over quickly and whispered, "Aren't you leaving? The wedding is not real, it's all for the children, a show."