My Ex-Wife's Biggest Mistake

The Woman He Never Knew

Before he could get his thoughts together about the announcement, a tall, well-dressed young man pushed his way out of the crowd. He was wearing a perfectly fitting black suit, a luxury watch on his wrist and a confident smile on his face. Several guests immediately began applauding as he made his way towards the staircase.

"That's Mr Damian!" someone whispered excitedly.

"Of course! Who else would it be?"

"Look at him. He and Lydia really make a perfect couple."

Sunny watched the man climb the stairs.

So that's Damian.

He studied him briefly, from his neatly styled hair to his expensive suit.

Not bad. At least he knows how to dress.

Damian reached the top of the staircase, where Lydia was waiting for him. He smiled at her and stretched out his hand, which she accepted without hesitation.

Sunny's eyes narrowed slightly.

Something about the scene made him uncomfortable, although he couldn't immediately explain why.

Damian leaned closer to Lydia, and the next thing he did left everyone in the hall stunned.

"Happy birthday, beautiful," he whispered.

Then, without giving anyone a chance to react, he leaned forward and kissed her.

Not a friendly kiss on the cheek.

Not a brief birthday greeting.

He pulled her close and kissed her hard in front of everyone.

There was a dead silence in the whole hall.

The applause died down.

The guests, who had been smiling seconds before, stared at the staircase, their expressions changing from excitement to shock.

A few women covered their mouths, while some men exchanged surprised glances.

"Wait..."

"Did he just..."

"Oh my God!"

But Sunny didn't hear any of them.

His entire attention was fixed on the two people standing at the top of the staircase.

His eyes widened slightly, and his fingers tightened around the small package in his hand.

He couldn't believe what he had just witnessed.

What...

His mind went blank.

What did I just see?

He blinked several times, almost expecting the scene to disappear when he opened his eyes again. Perhaps he had misunderstood something. Maybe Damian was simply being overly friendly, or perhaps the kiss was some kind of joke.

But no.

Lydia's hands were resting against Damian's chest, and she was kissing him back.

Sunny felt his stomach tighten.

He wanted to look away, but his eyes refused to move. The scene seemed to have burnt itself into his mind, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stop seeing it.

No. This can't be happening.

His grip on the package tightened further.

Lydia?

The woman he had defended moments earlier.

The woman he had spent three days making excuses for because she hadn't returned home.

The woman he had bought a birthday present for.

Was this really happening?

He stood motionless as the kiss finally ended. Damian pulled back with a satisfied smile, while Lydia looked at him affectionately before allowing him to hold her hand.

Together, they turned towards the staircase.

And then they began walking down.

The crowd erupted into cheers.

"Beautiful!"

"Congratulations!"

"Look at them! They really look good together!"

Several guests began clapping enthusiastically, while others raised their glasses. The MC, who had briefly appeared confused by the sudden kiss, quickly recovered and joined in the celebration.

"Well, well, well! Looks like we have witnessed something quite special tonight!" he announced with a laugh. "I think our celebrant deserves another round of applause!"

The hall responded with even louder cheers.

Sunny remained where he was.

Every step Lydia took beside Damian seemed to make something inside him sink further. They were smiling at each other, their hands intertwined as though they had been together for years. Damian occasionally leaned closer to whisper something into her ear, and Lydia responded with a smile.

Sunny watched them descend the staircase.

Maybe I'm dreaming.

He swallowed.

Yes. That's probably it. I've been working too hard. Maybe I should go home and sleep.

But the more he tried to convince himself, the more painful the reality became.

He remembered the countless times Lydia had called him, complaining about how exhausted she was after work. He remembered how he had encouraged her, telling her not to give up because he believed in her abilities. He remembered the days he had waited for her at home, only to receive a message saying she wouldn't be coming back that night.

He had never complained.

He had never questioned her.

He had always believed she was working hard because she wanted to build a better future for herself.

And now...

Sunny's gaze shifted towards Damian's hand, which was still holding Lydia's.

His jaw tightened slightly.

So this is what you've been busy doing?

He slowly lowered his eyes to the little package in his hand.

The gift suddenly felt ridiculous.

He had spent time choosing it, thinking about how happy she would be when she received it. He had even imagined her reaction, perhaps the way she would smile before pulling him into a hug.

Instead, he was standing in the middle of a crowded hall, watching her kiss another man.

The couple finally reached the bottom of the staircase, and the guests immediately gathered around them.

Happy Birthday, Lydia!"

"You are looking just beautiful!"

“Damian, you’re a lucky fellow!”

"Come on, we ghave tocelebrate this right!"

Damian laughed and held up his free hand. “Thank you, everyone. I thank you.

Damian stood beside her as she greeted the guests, smiled and accepted their congratulations.

The MC came over to them with a microphone soon.

"Ladies and gentlemen, let's hear it again for our lovely celebrant!

There was more applause.

Lydia grabbed the mic, wearing a bright smile as she glanced across the hall, taking in the faces of her colleagues and the guests who had come to celebrate with her.

'Thank you, everyone,' she began. I am so glad to see all of you here tonight. “I really didn’t expect something this big and I would like to thank everyone who took the time to make this day special for me.”

"Especially Mr Damian!" someone shouted from the crowd.

The guests laughed.

Lydia turned towards Damian, who smiled and gently squeezed her hand.

"Yes, of course," she said, smiling. “I want to thank Damian for also making this evening so special.

"That's our man!" another guest shouted.

The hall erupted into laughter and applause.

Sunny stood quietly among them, his expression difficult to read.

He had almost forgotten the small package in his hand.

Lydia brought the microphone closer to her mouth again.

"Actually, before we all raise our glasses and toast to the celebration, there's something I'd like to announce."

The hall gradually became quiet.

She glanced at Damian, and he returned her smile.

Sunny lifted his head.

For some reason, his heart began beating faster.

He didn't know what Lydia was about to say, but after what he had just witnessed, he was no longer sure he wanted to hear it.

Lydia looked around the room, her smile widening as she tightened her grip on Damian's hand.

"Everyone, there's something very important I want you all to know..."

Sunny stared at her.

The small package remained in his hand as he waited for her next words.