Chapter 1

I had been in a relationship with Adam Walker for seven years. Whenever a girl clung to him, he would give me a diamond ring to prevent any misunderstandings.

Over the years, my jewelry box was filled with various diamond rings he had collected from around the world. Each one was priceless and unique, sparkling brilliantly under the light.

A few days ago, he once again slipped a 6-carat pink diamond onto my finger. I knew he had spent $13 million to have it custom-made.

Looking at that shimmering pink stone, I smiled self-mockingly:

"Adam, let's break up."

Adam had just returned home after closing a deal in New York when he slipped a diamond ring onto my left ring finger.

A 6-carat pink diamond.

It was a limited edition high-end custom piece, worth $13 million - an astronomical sum.

But my stomach churned, and I felt sick.

I took out the anti-inflammatory medication prescribed by my doctor and swallowed two pills.

Adam placed the back of his hand on my forehead, his tone worried: "Are you sick?"

"Didn't we agree to go to the concert a few days ago? I'll book the tickets right away. Once you're feeling better, I'll go with you."

I shook off his hand.

"Forget it."

"But that's their final concert, there won't be any more after this."

I had planned for this concert a year in advance, told him the date, and he had promised to accompany me. But on the day of departure, he said he had to go negotiate a business deal and couldn't make it.

Adam's brows furrowed, his face full of guilt.

"I'm sorry, I really know I was wrong. I promised you something and couldn't follow through. But this project was hard-won by our partners, I had no choice but to go."

We had been dating for seven years, and everyone thought he cherished me like a precious gem.

He was particularly mindful of my feelings. Every time, whether it was his fault or not, he would be the first to soften and apologize.

His remorse often made me wonder if I was being too harsh.

"Olivia, I'll buy you their collector's edition CD right now. Don't be angry, okay? Whatever you want me to do in the future, I'll agree to it."

Just as he finished speaking, someone sent him a text message.

He went to the kitchen to get some food, and took the opportunity to reply to the message while there.

When he came out, his expression wasn't quite natural.

"Our partners have come to inspect the project site, I need to receive them personally."

I tugged at the hem of his shirt.

"The CEO loves lotus pastries, so I brought some you made for him in the kitchen. It's a gesture of hospitality. Be good, wait for me to come back."

With that, he went to the bedroom to change into a suit and sprayed on some fresh cologne.

I couldn't find any traces in his phone left on the coffee table. All chat records from every app had been thoroughly deleted.

It seemed like I was being overly suspicious.

But in his private TikTok collection, I saw a beautiful and delicate girl.

Her smile was like a coquettish cat, her eyes sparkled like stars, as beautiful as the deepest flame in the dark night, with features similar to mine.

The first few videos on her profile were all shot in New York.

In her videos, she was tightly holding a hand wearing the same couple's ring as mine.

In her pinned video, she was wearing the pink diamond ring Adam had given me, and wrote:

[Pink diamonds are too tacky, I asked my darling to throw it away and buy me my favorite blue Heart of the Ocean instead. Holidays should be spent with the man you love most. Love you.]

I recorded the video with my phone and sent it to my best friend, then deleted all viewing records.

Before he came out of the bedroom, I put his phone back in its original position and placed his polished leather shoes by the entrance.

Another diamond ring was added to my jewelry box.