Now that she thought about it, it should be that Samuel felt guilty after satisfying himself in another bed and he wanted to compensate her.

Samuel looked at Giselle with a very complicated look. He didn't know when his Giselle had a few fine lines at the end of her eyes. He was too careless about her. Giselle liked beauty the most. After marriage, he would pamper her a thousand times and make his Giselle happy forever.

The two came to the most upscale wedding dress shop in San Jose. Today, the wedding dress shop only welcomed Giselle as a guest. All the wedding dresses in the store were tailor-made for Giselle. More than a dozen receptionists looked at Giselle with envy in their eyes.

Giselle smiled self-deprecatingly. What was they envious of? Envy that she was betrayed but didn't realize it, or envy that her boyfriend was busy tossing between two women.

"Giselle, what do you think of this one? I think it suits you very well." Samuel pointed to one of the wedding dresses, which was decorated with pearls and diamonds. It looked like the bright stars in the night sky, shining brightly under the lights.

But the next second, she saw Samuel's smile froze on his face. "Sir, this is the latest series of works by a French designer. The groom's wedding dress is this one."

A receptionist came over with the clothes. Out of intuition, Giselle recognized it almost instantly. It was Rachel. Samuel's disguise was very good. His expression was only stiff for a moment and he quickly recovered.

He looked at Giselle, "Baby, try the wedding dress first to see the effect. If you don't like it, we can try something else."

If Giselle didn't know everything about the two of them, she would never think of their relationship as lovers. Rachel looked serious and carefully introduced every detail of the wedding dress, but her body seemed to approach Samuel unintentionally. The two of them touched their fingertips unbelievably and separated very quickly.

Giselle walked into the fitting room under the guidance of the receptionist. Seeing Giselle disappear from his sight, Samuel followed Rachel into another fitting room. His Adam's apple rolled up and down and he licked his lips gently.

Rachel was very familiar with his appearance. That was a sign of his arousal. Rachel skillfully reached out to Samuel's thigh and the next second her wrist was tightly grasped by Samuel. Samuel frowned and spoke fiercely.

"Who asked you to come here? I warn you, if you let Giselle know about this, I guarantee that you won't even know how you died."

Rachel's eyes widened, a little at a loss. Obviously, she overestimated her position in Samuel's heart. She lowered her head and responded with a low "hmm".

Seeing Rachel's pitiful look, Samuel couldn't bear to scold her anymore. "I know you blame me, but it has already happened. Everyone in the city knows about Giselle and I. I can't have a wedding with you on that day, otherwise where will the Fernandez Family put its face. You can understand me, right?"

As Samuel said this, Rachel's eyes turned red. She blinked and tears fell on Samuel's chest. A tear soaked her shirt and also disturbed Samuel's last bit of reason.

"You are simply a goblin." Samuel kissed her hard, his hand wandered around Rachel's waist and pinched her hard. Rachel's sobs were blocked in her throat and she uttered a muffled hum.

Samuel took off her clothes and the two made unbearable noises.

What Samuel didn't know was that the fitting room in the wedding dress shop had a special structure. He thought Rachel took him around to the farthest place from Giselle, but he didn't know that behind the thin wall panel was Giselle, who was as disappointed as ashes.

Giselle looked at herself in the mirror, wearing a gorgeous wedding dress but looking haggard and felt that every minute and every second of the past seven years was a joke.

She heard every word of Rachel and Samuel and naturally did not miss Samuel's last words at the end.

"Our wedding can be held in advance. Giselle's wedding will be held the next day. I'm just sorry that I can't give you a grand wedding like hers."

Samuel came out of the fitting room with a calm expression and it was completely impossible to tell that he had just done the disgusting thing with Rachel in the fitting room.

The moment he saw Giselle change into a wedding dress and walk towards him, Samuel forgot everything and his eyes turned red uncontrollably. His voice was choked and he was about to cry in the next second.

In the past, he never understood why the groom in the TV series would cry when he saw the bride. He thought it was deliberately pretentious, so as to left a good impression of a groom in front of the guests, but at this moment he realized that the girl who had accompanied him all the way had already grown into an excellent adult.

They started from living together in a small rental house, eating fried food and barbecue on the street. Until one day they moved into a big house together, living a successful life that was envied by others. Along the way, the two leaned on each other and encouraged each other. The marriage that was out of reach was waving at them. They would also have their own children and they would grow old together.

They stood in front of the mirror and looked very compatible. Samuel's heart was suddenly wrapped tightly by an inexplicable guilt.

Then he asked Rachel to leave in an objective tone. "I will choose the rest of the clothes myself, no need to bother."

Giselle did not let go of the provocation in Rachel's eyes before she left, but she didn't care anymore.

After choosing the wedding dress, the two came to Curtiz’s house to greet them. Rebecca was obviously very satisfied with Samuel, "Samuel, we know who you are and we are relieved that you will take care of Giselle. The two of you should take good care of each other and live a good life together. I just hope you can be happy."

Samuel held Giselle's hand tightly, not knowing whether he was thinking of Rachel or the future with Giselle. Meanwhile Robbin didn't say anything, but snorted disdainfully with his fists clasped. No father in the world could really trust his daughter to another man.

He waved at Samuel, "You go out first, I have something to say to Giselle alone."

Samuel nodded and obediently retreated to the door. Robbin locked the door with a slam. He looked at Giselle carefully and frowned involuntarily.

"Girl, what's wrong with you recently? You looked weird on your last birthday. Why is it the same today? Are you in a bad mood? What happened? Tell me."

Robbin knew his daughter better than his father. Robbin was very familiar with his daughter. He could tell what Giselle was thinking from her expression. He rolled his eyes and lowered his voice, "Tell me the truth, don't you want to get married?"

Giselle didn't say anything.

"Did Samuel cheat? Did he find another woman?"

Giselle pouted.

"Does he value that woman more than you?!" Robbin shouted angrily, rolled up his sleeves and wanted to rush out and beat up the bastard outside the door.

Rebecca had never expected that things would turn out like this. She quickly held down the furious father and said seriously, "Giselle, are you sure there is no misunderstanding between you and Samuel? You are an adult now and your father and I will fully respect your opinion." Rebecca's speech speed became faster and faster and her emotions became more and more excited.

As she spoke, she punched the sofa, making a deep hole. "Samuel really shouldn't do this. He simply doesn't take our Curtiz Family seriously. Does he think he can do whatever he wants with a few stinky money? Bah, there are golf clubs in my bedroom. I'll beat that son of a bitch to death!!"

Robbin quickly held down Rebecca. Giselle looked at the two people in front of her and most of the sadness in her heart disappeared. Suddenly, she felt that breaking up with Samuel was nothing. She still had her parents and they would always support her.

"I have decided to post the whole thing online."

Rebecca and Robbin heard carefully and nodded, "Okay, then we will buy traffic. If he dares to do such a shitty thing, I will let everyone in the city see what kind of person Samuel is."

Giselle smiled, "I am a multi-millionaire blogger. I was the one who spread the rumor that Samuel and I were going to get married. Mom and Dad, don't worry, I will never let myself be wronged."

After explaining his plan to Rebecca and Robbin, Samuel's legs were numb outside the door.

When leaving Curtiz’s house, Rebecca and Robbin stared at him and Samuel felt cold behind his back.

After arranging the wedding venue, determining the process and sending invitations, there were still two days before the wedding.

Samuel, who had been with Giselle for a few days during this period, finally showed his true colors.

Under a series of phone calls from friends, Samuel had to say that he had something to do and needed to leave. He looked embarrassed and after saying goodbye reluctantly, he drove straight to another location.

Giselle knew what he was going to do and followed him closely in a taxi. It was a wedding venue that had been prepared.

All of Samuel's friends were there, even Samuel’s mom, Jane Fernandez who looked down on Giselle at the beginning and his father, Kurt, who had been abroad for many years.

They sat together, looking at Rachel on the stage with smiles on their faces.

"Samuel, why are you so late? The bride has been waiting for you for a long time."

A friend smiled and pinned a corsage on Samuel, "Rachel is so beautiful today, you are so lucky."

"Samuel, please teach me where to find such a good sister-in-law."

Another friend pretended to be jealous, causing everyone to laugh.

It turned out that they had known it for a long time. When Giselle realized this moment, she realized how ridiculous she used to be. When she saw the wedding dress Rachel was wearing on the stage, Giselle heard something in her heart break completely.

The wedding dress inlaid with pearls and broken diamonds was the one Giselle tried on in the wedding shop that day. Now it was on Rachel.

Giselle didn't understand why. If Samuel didn't love her, he had held her in his heart for many years and wanted to raise her like a princess: if Samuel really loved her, all his relatives and friends recognized another woman and gathered together to celebrate their wedding, what was the big deal.

Giselle raised her mobile phone and recorded the whole scene. Forget it, she didn't care anyway.

***

After returning home, Giselle sat on the table and cut the last clip into the video. The total length of the video was about half an hour, which was enough to clearly describe Samuel's various bad behaviors. The pictures sent by Rachel, the call recorded that day, the bridal shop, everything was in it.

After choosing to upload the video at a scheduled time, she copied another copy and saved it in the file to be played on the big screen at the wedding tomorrow.

After doing everything, she started to pack her luggage. It was called packing, but there was not much to take. Apart from the necessary daily necessities and a few sets of clothes, there was nothing else to take.

Giselle looked around the room, at the group photo hanging on the wall, the two toothbrushes facing each other on the washstand, the tableware that she and Samuel had carefully selected... There were too many memories here.

And tonight, she decided to throw everything away and start again.

Giselle booked a flight to Portugal at 3 a.m.

If Samuel came back earlier, he would have found that Giselle was missing and maybe he could have stopped Giselle's car. Unfortunately, Samuel was busy making a fuss with his friends that night and Rachel's soft body pressed on Samuel, making him unable to think about anything about Giselle.

Until three o'clock in the morning, Samuel fell asleep with the exhausted Rachel in his arms. He wanted to leave to find Giselle, but Rachel grabbed his wrist, "Just accompany me this time, can't you? When the day comes, you will be someone else's groom."

Rachel's uneasy look hurt Samuel's heart. He thought, let Giselle be wronged this time and he will compensate her later. Anyway, they had plenty of time in the future.

On the night when Samuel fell asleep peacefully, he didn't know that there was a note left in the bedroom where he had spent countless nights with Giselle. There were only three words on it.

"Goodbye, Samuel Fernandez."