Wife Or Mistress? The Shocking Truth About My Marriage - Chapter 115: Chapter 115

The butler practically sprinted off to trash those gifts.
That afternoon, Ethan dragged me to some fancy-ass party.
It was one of those stuck-up business things hosted by rich families, and my first time showing up as the future Mrs. Reynolds.
That's when I found out Ethan's family was loaded as fuck overseas with businesses everywhere.
I rolled up in this white dress looking hot but classy, and heads were turning left and right.
Blake was skulking in a corner like some creep and spotted me right away.
How long had it been since he'd seen me genuinely happy?
I used to be such a sweetheart. No matter how badly he treated me, I was always smiling, never bitching about anything.
But after he kicked me to the curb for Sophia, all I showed him was my sad puppy eyes.
Thinking about this, his hand balled up so tight his knuckles went white.
His nails dug into his palm deep enough to draw blood.
The second we walked in, people swarmed us like we were celebrities or some shit.
Blake finally grew some balls and started walking over.
But before he could open his mouth, Ethan smoothly yanked me toward a corner.
"Liv!"
Blake freaked and tried to follow us.
But got blocked hard like he was trying to get into a club with no ID.
This little drama had everyone whispering and staring.
People who knew our history started running their mouths.
After hearing the whole trainwreck story, everyone was laughing at what a dumbass Blake was.
The girl he thought was his soulmate just wanted his cash.
Meanwhile, the girl who actually gave a damn got treated like garbage.
Now he was begging like a dog for another chance, like that shit ever works.
Blake didn't give a fuck about the gossip. He just wanted to say one thing to me.
This idiot still thought if I'd just listen to him, I'd magically come running back.
But Ethan had already whisked me off to some hidden corner.
With the crowd blocking his view, Blake couldn't find us and just kept spinning in circles like a lost kid.
Ethan held me tight in our corner, watching Blake's desperate ass with cold eyes.
Finally, after realizing he was shit out of luck, Blake dragged himself out alone, looking like someone had died.
Blake had been stalking me for a hot minute.
Ethan could've easily made him disappear—Blake's business was nothing outside the country, while overseas was Ethan's family's turf.
But Blake and I had years of history. Back home, we'd been each other's everything for a while.
Because of that, Ethan couldn't just crush him like a bug.
That's why he'd been playing nice all this time.
He'd just act like the past never happened and keep me safe from now on.
After I pulled myself together, I squeezed Ethan's hand.
"Ethan, you still worried? Afraid I'll run back to that train wreck?"
"Chill, our wedding's in a few days."
"After that, even his delusional ass will have to give up and leave us alone."
Ethan looked me straight in the eyes and gave me a little nod.