By evening, Evan finally came home. He was wearing the same coat he’d draped over Aveline, and there was a trace of satisfaction still lingering on his face.
Seeing me sitting blankly on the couch, he rubbed his brow apologetically. “Elira, this meeting was really important, I…”
“I get it.” I cut him off calmly, not saying another word.
“Don’t be upset. I landed a huge project this time–how about I take you to an auction?” He crouched down in front of me, looking helpless. “I promised I’d give you the best birthday present.”
Outside, icy snowflakes stung my face–cold and sharp.
In the front passenger seat, Aveline batted her eyes. “Hi, Ms. Vance.”
“Aveline gets carsick, Elira, can you take the back?” Evan avoided my gaze as he opened the rear door for me.
If it were before, I would have made a scene, but now I just nodded faintly and got in quietly.
Evan hesitated for a moment, then closed the door.
Aveline laughed and joked the whole way, making Evan smile again and again. He never noticed how much I’d changed.
I closed my eyes, trying to rest, but the nausea wouldn’t go away.
I got carsick too. He once promised the front seat was just for me. But now, all of that was forgotten.
When we got out, I was so sick I could barely stand.
Aveline pretended to be concerned, handing me a bottle of water, but her voice was light and cutting. “It’s pathetic, old women like you acting all fragile.”
I looked up, my face pale, and sure enough, I saw Evan’s brow furrow in discomfort.
Of course–he’s a total germaphobe when it comes to me.
At the auction.
Item after item went by, but I never raised my paddle once.
Evan, on the other hand, bid on a pink diamond and The Rose Manor over 500 hectares, then tried to cover it up, adding, “My business partner’s daughter is only nine–she loves pink. These are for her.”
I couldn’t help but let out a sarcastic laugh.
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Aveline could barely contain her delight, while Evan kept spinning his clumsy lies.
“The final item, the Eternal Heart Necklace. Legend has it that if you give this to your beloved, you’ll have happiness forever,” the auctioneer announced, making countless women’s eyes light up.
Aveline was no exception. Evan glanced at her, then immediately raised his paddle. “I’ll raise my bid.”
The room erupted in excitement.
“No wonder Mr. Corven is so famous–he’s loved his wife faithfully for years. So enviable.”
“That’s true love. Mrs. Corven must have done a lot of good deeds in her last life.”
My eyes were full of sorrow.
True love? That necklace wasn’t even meant for me.
Evan looked at me, his eyes gentle and affectionate. “Elira, your birthday present. Do you like it?”
Behind him, Aveline’s glare was venomous.
“It’s beautiful,” I said calmly. “And I’ve prepared a special gift for your birthday, too. I hope you’ll like it.”
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