Chapter 10
Author: Shuyu Bee
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Jeremy didn’t respond. He only stared at them calmly. Inside, however, there was a bitter twist in his chest. Fiancée. That word felt foreign now. It seemed Claire hadn’t yet told her family or perhaps hadn’t dared to that their relationship had ended in such a disgusting way.

Claire’s uncle’s smile faded, his tone turning harsher.

“That attitude of yours is exactly why people misunderstand you, boy. Is this how you greet the family of the woman who has sacrificed so much for you?”

Jeremy met his gaze directly, his eyes sharp.

“I don’t recall ever asking anyone to sacrifice for me, sir.”

His voice was calm, but cold enough to freeze the air. The tension in the shop thickened instantly.

Behind the counter, Simon glanced around nervously, while a couple of customers who were about to enter stopped by the doorway, watching curiously from outside.

The young woman scoffed softly.

“How utterly uncivilized. Claire must have been too kind to you. She should’ve realized from the start that y
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  • Chapter 10

    Jeremy didn’t respond. He only stared at them calmly. Inside, however, there was a bitter twist in his chest. Fiancée. That word felt foreign now. It seemed Claire hadn’t yet told her family or perhaps hadn’t dared to that their relationship had ended in such a disgusting way.Claire’s uncle’s smile faded, his tone turning harsher. “That attitude of yours is exactly why people misunderstand you, boy. Is this how you greet the family of the woman who has sacrificed so much for you?”Jeremy met his gaze directly, his eyes sharp. “I don’t recall ever asking anyone to sacrifice for me, sir.”His voice was calm, but cold enough to freeze the air. The tension in the shop thickened instantly.Behind the counter, Simon glanced around nervously, while a couple of customers who were about to enter stopped by the doorway, watching curiously from outside.The young woman scoffed softly.“How utterly uncivilized. Claire must have been too kind to you. She should’ve realized from the start that y

  • Chapter 9

    Jeremy stood for a long time before the gate, now once again tightly closed, staring at its cold, glossy black surface. Deep down, a part of him still wanted to stay there to kneel longer, to wait longer even though his knees ached and his body had grown numb from the chill.But he knew his father.Mr. Spielberg was not a man easily moved by emotion. Once angered, it would take time and undeniable proof to change his mind. The more Jeremy insisted now, the harder that wall would close against him.He drew in a deep breath, exhaling into the biting morning air.“Alright,” he murmured softly. “If this is what I have to do… then I’ll start from the beginning.”His steps were heavy as he walked away from the mansion, but in his chest, a new resolve began to form. Regret alone would never be enough, he had to prove his change not with words, but with action.First, he needed to set everything right and draw a clear line. Claire, Lucas, and all the shadows of his past that bound him, he had

  • Chapter 8

    As Jeremy stepped out of the apartment, the night air greeted him with a cold sting that bit through his skin. His hands were still trembling, not only from the rage that hadn’t yet subsided, but from the weight of everything that had just fallen apart.His steps were heavy, yet each one seemed to free him from the invisible chain that had been strangling him all this time. For the first time, Jeremy truly saw. Everything he had chased in his previous life, everything he had fought for… none of it had ever been worth it.He stopped at the edge of the sidewalk, staring at the city lights flickering in the distance, his mind drifting to the past.To the grand house where he grew up. To his father, stern but always fair. To his mother, gentle but with eyes that could pierce straight through him every time she saw the small cuts on his hands from working too hard. And to his younger sister, who once begged him not to leave the family just for a woman.But the younger Jeremy had been st

  • Chapter 7

    The bedroom door opened slowly, the creak of its hinges almost drowned out by the thunderous pounding of Jeremy’s heartbeat in his ears.He still wore a faint smile, a nervous and practiced smile as he imagined Claire’s surprised face at his little “visit.”“Claire?” he called softly.No answer.“You’re not asleep yet, are you?”But the moment the light from inside spilled across his eyes, the world seemed to stop.The air in the room felt heavy. The scent of perfume far too strong, mingled faintly with the smell of spilled wine. Two wine glasses on the table. Clothes scattered carelessly over a chair.And on the bed two figures who had pulled apart too quickly, as if jolted awake from something that should never have happened.Claire froze, her face draining of color. Her hair was a mess, her breath caught in her throat. Lucas stood beside the bed, his shirt wrinkled, the top buttons undone.Their eyes met in a silence so sharp it could cut.Jeremy didn’t speak at once. He stood at t

  • Chapter 6

    Jeremy had been waiting for quite a while from his seat in a small café across the street, his gaze fixed on the restaurant where Claire’s family was having their dinner.The chandelier lights inside glimmered, casting soft reflections of guests coming and going. His coffee had long gone cold, but he remained still, eyes trained on the entrance with a deceptive calm.Minutes passed until finally, the large restaurant doors swung open.One by one, the members of the Hargreaves family stepped out smiling, laughing, taking pictures, and talking loudly, as if nothing else in the world mattered more than themselves.Jeremy watched in silence, sharp and focused.Mr. and Mrs. Hargreaves appeared next, followed by Claire’s two brothers, who were still joking about “Lucas’s generosity.”Even from a distance, Jeremy could hear them. He let out a quiet sigh, short, and emotionless.Exactly the same as before, he thought coldly. Not a single thing has changed. Even their words are identical.One

  • Chapter 5

    The waiter standing by the door stepped forward, his expression awkward yet unfailingly polite. He bowed slightly, a small notebook in his hand.“Excuse me, sir, ma’am,” he said softly, his tone gentle, but clear enough to draw everyone’s attention at the table.“Before you leave, may we finalize the payment for tonight’s dinner?”The words were simple, almost harmless. But they fell into the air like a crack in glass shattering the easy laughter that had filled the room. The hum of conversation died instantly. The laughter that had only moments ago brightened the table now flickered out, like a candle reaching the end of its wick.Mr. Hargreaves lifted his head, surprise knitting his brow.“The bill?” he repeated slowly, one eyebrow rising. Then his gaze shifted toward Lucas, heavy with unspoken questions.“Didn’t you say you’d already taken care of it, son?”A few of Claire’s relatives turned to look at each other, exchanging glances and faint, knowing smirks.Claire herself looked

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