Chapter 2

The intimate sounds and whispered dialogue from my phone continued.

After pleasured moans, Seraphina’s triumphant voice purred,

“If Scarlett knew your idea of revenge was just ‘punishing’ me fiercely in bed, do you think she’d still…”

“Shut up!”

Dominic cut her off coldly.

“I’ll never let her find out, and I’m certainly not breaking up with her.”

He grabbed her by the neck again, a heavy warning glinting in his eyes.

“If you dare lay another hand on her, don’t blame me for exposing your lie about faking illness and making sure you spend the rest of your life in a mental institution!”

But Seraphina ignored his threat, her teasing hand boldly reaching out to grasp his throbbing erection.

“I don’t believe you could ever be that cruel to me.”

Dominic was about to say more, but her warm lips covered his, silencing him completely. Once again, intimate sounds flooded my ears.

It was a long time after their intimate exchange on the phone finally ended before I could regain my composure.

He knew all along she was faking her illness, yet he repeatedly indulged her, letting her hurt me, all to reminisce about their past love.

I raised a hand to wipe away my tears, then picked up my phone and found Dominic’s contact icon.

I’d just finished typing my breakup message and hit send when the hospital room door swung open.

Dominic walked in, carrying a food container. He scooped out a bowl of porridge and handed it to me, saying guiltily,

“I’ve already sent her to a mental institution and disciplined her severely for you.”

I gazed at the large, suggestive red marks on his exposed neck, a cold sneer forming in my heart.

A “mental ward” that looked more like a luxury penthouse, and that “punishment” that sounded suspiciously like heated passion.

His “discipline” for her was certainly unique… and utterly brutal, in a way I hadn’t anticipated.

When he saw the breakup message I’d sent on my phone, Dominic’s face instantly tensed.

“Scarlett, Seraphina and I are long in the past. You are the only one I love now.”

“In seven days, I’ll organize another wedding for you.”

Dominic leaned down and placed a kiss on my forehead.

“I promise you, she will never again appear to ruin our happiness.”

His eyes held that deep affection that had captivated me countless times before, but now, I saw only hypocrisy and profound disgust.

I looked at him, shaking my head bitterly.

“It’s over. We should just break up.”

“No!”

Dominic possessively pulled me into his arms.

“Scarlett, trust me. Just give me one more chance.”

“This time, I promise I’ll completely cut ties with her. I won’t let her hurt you ever again.”

Dominic leaned down to kiss my lips, but before he could, the sudden ring of his phone interrupted him.

“What?! She jumped?!”

The next second, Dominic bolted out the door in a panic, without even a word to me.

The hospital room door swung open and bounced back, closing with a violent thud that shattered the last shred of hope I had for him.

My heart plummeted seeing the contact name flash across the screen: “My Darling Seraphina.” Tears gushed out of my eyes.

Watching his retreating back, I whispered softly,

Goodbye, to the five years of my misplaced heart.