Chapter 3

Wesley acted as if she saw nothing.

She'd even just sent gifts to Alfred's stream, expressing her approval.

I pushed Alfred aside and raised my phone with a cold laugh.

"Mr. Alfred speaks so well about owning up to one's actions."

"Then I'm sure you won't mind if I post your true face online and let your fans know you're actually two-faced?"

Alfred's expression changed, and he turned his head with a hurt look.

"Wesley, he's threatening me..."

The next second, my phone was suddenly snatched away.

Wesley deleted the recording and shoved me angrily.

"Louis, don't you dare!"

"He wasn't wrong—you're just a parasite living off me. Your family should be honored I'm even willing to marry you!"

"Alfred has unlimited potential. Announcing our relationship publicly means we can share resources in the future. What can you do besides serving tea and water like a servant?"

"You're forcing me to go public with you just to satisfy that little bit of vanity, aren't you?"

She looked down at me with contempt.

"I don't even need to look to guess—what you just deleted was a Twitter post bragging about landing a celebrity, right?"

"What's wrong? Finally realized how shameless you are and got embarrassed?"

"Louis, enough is enough. I can buy you another ring, but if you keep making unreasonable demands, don't blame me for really not marrying you!"

My chest tightened with a dull pain.

After four years of sincere devotion, in her eyes, I was nothing but a vain parasite.

But Wesley was wrong.

What I'd deleted were top-tier resources and projects she could only dream of—over a dozen of them.

I'd originally planned to give them to her as gifts after going public, but she didn't deserve them.

"Well, thank you so much then. Goodbye."

I said coldly and walked alone to the deck, wanting to ask the crew for a small boat.

But a familiar voice came from behind me.

"Wait!"

Wesley came out with Alfred on her arm.

She traced a circle in the air with her fingertip, half-smiling.

"Louis, don't forget—I chartered this entire cruise ship tonight. Only my friends and boyfriend can use anything on it."

"Since we've broken up, what gives you the right to ask for a boat? Don't tell me you want another free ride?"

"How about this—I'll rent one to you for a million dollars. If you can't afford it, swim back yourself. And don't think about using my card—I already had it frozen."

The night sea wind howled, carving an icy hole in my chest.

I'd told Wesley that as a child, relatives pushed me into the ocean and I nearly drowned. Even though I later learned to swim, I was still afraid of water.

Now she was deliberately using my childhood trauma as a blade to stab me.

Her manager Leo, as a witness to our secret relationship.

Now looked uncomfortable and tried to persuade her.

"Wesley, it's winter. This place is at least twenty kilometers from shore. How could an ordinary person swim that far? What if something happens?"

"Louis doesn't have that much money. He's taken care of you all these years—don't go too far."

Wesley lit a cigarette and smirked sarcastically.

"Too far? I'm being nice by not charging him for the cruise party admission."

"Otherwise, with his status, he wouldn't even qualify to come aboard. I've just spoiled him too much normally. I need to teach him to be obedient."