The Sunk Cost: Leaving My Billionaire Fiancé

Chapter 6

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ing, turning the dingy precinct lobby

His voice was a thundercla

cking her head under his chin. His massiv

grapher lunged forward, trying

nd panic to keep the cameras away from the woman in his arm

ved Ch

hitting her chest knocked t

in her high heel. She lost her foo

into the heavy metal waitin

n armrest. A deep gash tore open instantly, the sharp, sear

the floor, ga

he waited for Atticus to turn around. She wa

did

. His entire focus, his entire world, w

compared to the agony ripping through her chest. It felt as if someone h

ad been clinging to snapped.

mobilized, shoving the reporte

, Celena let out a high-

both hands and collapsed like

terror in his voice was somethin

to his arms, holding her tightly against hi

reamed at his driver, who

he back seat of the Maybach

at Charlotte sitting on the floor. He

vously at the reporters still trying to snap photos through the glass. "We c

to go to hell. But the ingrained discipline of ten yea

er stomach, limped out the door, and clim

y from the curb,

n, the air was

d, but her eyes involuntarily

na's hand, pressing it to his lips. He was

lotte's lips. She turned her head a

front of the emergency room of

pen, carrying Celena insi

e bright, sterile ER waiting room alone. No one looked at h

you," the nurse murmured. Charlotte numbly took the gauze and pressed it to her torn skin, waving the nurse away with a hollow, "I'm fine, thank you." Her physical pain was entirely eclipsed by the a

heavy double doors of the

medicine, walked out. He pulled dow

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“I was engaged to Atticus George, the youngest king of Wall Street. For ten years, his family raised me, and everyone in Manhattan envied my upcoming fairytale wedding. But just days before we were supposed to register at City Hall, I overheard him talking to his best friend. "She's a sunk cost. It's a long-term investment that yields no real excitement, but the cost of replacing the partner at this stage is too high." To him, our marriage was just a cold business transaction to unlock his family trust. Things got worse when I was falsely accused of assault and taken to the police precinct. Atticus showed up, but not to bail me out. He was there to protect the accuser's sister, Celena-the pregnant widow of his late best friend. When paparazzi suddenly swarmed the lobby, Atticus panicked. To shield Celena from the flashing cameras, he violently shoved me out of the way. I crashed hard into an iron bench, tearing my arm open. Bleeding and gasping for air, I watched him carry a fainting Celena to his car, completely ignoring my existence. At the hospital, he even signed her emergency admission forms as her "family." For ten years, I had poured my entire heart into loving him. I didn't understand how the boy who once promised to protect me could give all his desperate tenderness to another woman while leaving me bleeding on the floor. When he abandoned me yet again in the middle of the night just because she called crying, my heart finally died. I packed my bags and left a single note on his desk. "The contract is terminated." Then, I walked out of his estate and into the freezing rain.”