When we were most in love, Lucas Wentworth built a 100-meter-high tower for me in the city center.

There was a woman who wanted to get close to him, and in order to show his loyalty to me, he tied her to the top of the tower and tortured her on purpose.

He spoiled me into the most beautiful flower in Metropolis City, so much so that countless couples from all over the world come to the tower every day to wish to never be separated.

But suddenly one day, the tower was demolished and replaced with a Fairytale Theme Park.

I went forward to question him like crazy, but at the entrance of the amusement park, I saw Lucas sweating and pressing the woman who had been tied to the top of the tower with disdain by him.

"I pursued Sophie just because of the novelty and the face that matched my ideal type. It's ridiculous that she thought I really loved her."

He looked at Ivy Young almost obsessively.

"Ivy is younger and prettier. So what if I spoil her like a fairytale princess?"

I stood in the ruins of the tower, seeing nothing but desolation.

It turns out that this lady of leisure that made a global sensation was just a game of the rich president and my wishful thinking.

In this case...

I dialed the number that had been forgotten for many years with a broken heart.

"I lost the bet we made ten years ago. I will marry you in seven days."

……

When I got home, I was soaked by the rain.

A tattered umbrella lay quietly on the sofa.

Twelve years ago, Lucas was abroad. When he heard that I was trapped at the foot of the mountain due to heavy rain, he ignored the project worth tens of billions and flew back directly in a helicopter.

Just to hold an umbrella for me.

But now, just two hours ago, he ordered me to walk back to The Wentworth Estate from the playground step by step in the heavy rain.

Just because I made the little girl in his heart cry.

Wiping my hair in a panic, I sarcastically threw the umbrella that I had treasured until now into the trash can.

When I looked up, all I saw were the gifts Lucas gave me.

The whole room is covered with plush carpets, the walls are covered with photos of the couple, and countless couple-style daily necessities...

Even the pajamas I'm wearing were given to me by him.

He said that he liked to possess all of me and make me his from inside out.

But when he really broke into my life forcefully, he abandoned me without hesitation.

I gave all the preferences that once belonged to me to others!

My face turned pale as I looked at the cold food on the table. I couldn't help but call Lucas.

"Today is our tenth anniversary, you..."

"I'm not going home tonight. After all, I finally managed to coax the little girl into submission. I have to take her to buy a villa as a comfort."

"There's a check for one billion dollars on the bedside table. It's your tenth anniversary gift."

The phone was hung up with a click, and when I called again, I found that I had been blocked.

His impatience was so obvious.

I smiled bitterly.

Lucas used to be so clean that he didn’t even have a single female subordinate around him.

In order to show their loyalty to me, he tied up all the women who tried to get close to him on the top of Sophie's Spire by thunderous means.

At the beginning, Ivy was just one of these women.

At that time, Ivy was almost naked and lying on his desk, but he still just said indifferently,

"Send her to the top of the tower."

But since when, he mentioned Ivy more and more often, and his expression became more gentle.

I felt uneasy and had hysterical arguments with him countless times.

At the beginning, in order to please me, he was even willing to kneel down in front of me in front of everyone for three days and three nights.

But later, he was able to bring Ivy home without changing his expression!

With a hint of annoyance, he said to me,

"Sophie Wentworth, don't you understand? I pursued you only because you happened to fit my ideal type."

"Now Ivy is younger than you and more suitable, why shouldn't I be attracted to her?"

I cried into the ICU, but I still didn't want to believe that this love that attracted worldwide attention was fake.

So I endured the grievance and hoped day and night that he would come back.

I thought that no matter how much he played with others, I was the only one he truly loved.

After all, there is only one Sophie's Spire named after me.

But until two months ago, Lucas tore down my tower for Ivy.

I saw with my own eyes how obsessed he was with Ivy and going crazy in the fairy tale kingdom.

The look of interest on his face was exactly the same as when he first pursued me.

At that moment, I realized.

Lucas, never loved me.

As he said, to me, it is excitement, novelty, and the desire to conquer.

But it's not love.

He was always sober, and I was the only one who believed those sweet words that cost nothing.

Without reservation, he cut off all his retreat routes!

When I opened my phone, I saw the top trending search:

#The leisure area of the rich lady collapsed! Wentworth Group's president changed his mind, and the 100-meter-high tower collapsed!

Below, countless Netizens left passionate messages:

[I knew this day would come. How can love come from such a wealthy family? Lucas pursued Sophie so high-profile at the beginning, but now he just abandons her! ]

[Yeah, it's so funny. Sophie wanted to post 800 status updates a day to show her love for Lucas. Now she must be so angry seeing Lucas pampering others like this, right? ]

[If I were her, I would be too ashamed to live in this world. Guess how long it will take Lucas to divorce her? ]

Tears welled up in my eyes.

With trembling hands, I dialed a phone call——

"Does the bet we made ten years ago still count? If I lose, come and marry me in seven days..."

Alexander Ford on the other end of the phone was stunned.

Then he said with a hint of suppressed ecstasy,

"Okay, Sophie, our bet is valid forever. As long as you come back, I will always be here."

"Wait for me to pick you up in seven days."

The call was quickly hung up, and I couldn't help but think of the time when I made a bet with Alexander that Lucas was sincere.

No matter how much time has passed, he will always be faithful to me.

But now, I have been defeated miserably.

After sitting there all night, Lucas finally came back the next morning.

He looked at me in such a miserable state as if I had lost my soul, and a trace of pity flashed in his eyes.

But more of it is irritability.

"Sophie, even though I didn't spend the tenth anniversary with you, didn't I give you a check as compensation? Why do you always have to act like you're being pitiful?"

Feeling distressed?

I was in a trance for a moment.

For Lucas in the past, as long as I shed tears, he would want to pick the stars and the moon for me.

One time, in order to cheer me up, he even put down his airs and used drones all over the city to write a sentence in the sky:

"I was wrong, Sophie baby, don't hold it against me."

But that was only in the past.

Later, when I cried in front of him, he pushed me away impatiently, frowned and said,

"Sophie, are you annoying? You just cry all day long! I've already given you a rich wife's life, isn't it just having an affair? Which man in the industry doesn't do this?"

"I thought you were gentle and sensible, but I didn't expect you to be so unreasonable!"

The moment when my only weapon, tears, has become ineffective.

I realized that we can never go back to the past.

Lucas glanced at the check on the bedside table, frowned and said,

"You think it's too little?"

He added another zero to the end of the bill and then, like he had done to his former lovers, stuffed the check into my bra.

"Is that enough for now? Can you please stop making trouble?"

After doing such an insulting gesture, Lucas ignored me and said to himself,

"Tomorrow I will hold a confession ceremony for Ivy. I gave you everything when I was pursuing you, and now Ivy wants it too."

I paused, feeling a surge of pain in my heart.

I said before that I like twinkling stars.

So Lucas bought a whole nebula for me and inlaid star-shaped diamonds on the top of the tower.

At that time, there was a bustling crowd under my feet and the world was shrouded in fog.

And in front of me is a young man whose heart is filled with only me.

"Sophie, you are like my moon. Meeting you is like winter thawing, like stars forever bright."

At that moment, my heart beat suddenly accelerated and I thought I was his whole world.

But I didn't understand it until now.

This confession that had me deeply involved was nothing more than a challenging game played by Lucas.

And now, pursuing Ivy would make him feel more exciting.

He would kick me, the stumbling block, away without hesitation and repeat the past all over again!

"Just do it if you want to, why tell me..."

I spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Because, of course, you have to participate."

Lucas said calmly, then turned and left.

I didn't understand what he meant until the next day at the Wentworth Gala.

The entire building was decorated as the Medieval Castle Ballroom, and all the waiters and guests were dressed up as fairy tale characters.

Lucas, who used to wear the most serious and dull clothes, was now wearing a prince's suit and holding the hand of Ivy, who was wearing a princess dress, with great love.

"Ivy, you will always be my little princess. Since you like fairy tales, I will create a fairy tale world just for you."

Lucas gently kissed the back of Ivy's hand, then drew the sword from his waist and pointed it in my direction.

"Next, let me teach this wicked hag who always bullies you a lesson!"

I was stunned, and the next second, the servant behind me suddenly and forcefully put a gray cloth garment on me.

Then he pulled my hair into a mess, scribbled a lot of black moles on my face, and pushed me out!

I fell right at Ivy's feet.

Suddenly, there were mocking voices coming from my ears.

"Hahaha, isn't that Sophie? Our Lucas dotes on Miss Young too much. He actually makes her a princess and his wife the wicked hag!"

"Yeah, yeah, everyone says Lucas dotes on his wife, but now it seems that Sophie can't even compare to Miss Young by a hair!"

"Tsk, didn't you notice that Miss Young and Sophie look 70% alike? It turns out that Lucas doesn't like Sophie as a person, but just her face!"

I fell to the ground, my face as pale as paper.

In order to please Ivy, Lucas humiliated me like this!

Tears welled up in my eyes as I remembered someone once said that I relied on men to get to the top. When Lucas found out, he immediately banned that person from the entire industry.

He said that seeing me suffer injustice was more painful than killing him.

But now, he has personally inflicted the greatest injustice on me!

I almost subconsciously wanted to escape from here.

But suddenly, Ivy exclaimed,