The Tycoon's Bride.

sister. Were they serious about this, or was I dreaming? I blinked rapidly, my heart beating too fast in

e clutched her dress to her chest, avoiding my stare. Jared, meanwhile, looked more annoyed than guilty, his expression cold

? My eyes burned with tears as I tried to process the scene before me. I had just caught her naked, bent over

who was avoiding eye contact, and I demanded, "You're supposed to be my sister. How could you betray me like this? Why would you d

sive. He met my eyes with a cold, indifferent gaze, no remorse in any way. "We have guests downstairs. If you cou

r engagement party, and that's all you have to say. Have you lost your mind?" Tears welled up and spilled over, streaming down my cheeks as I cle

aid, his casual tone infuriating me further. He stood there, almost shrugging, as if what I had just witnessed was a minor inconv

was concerned. Her voice was soft, but it rang evil in my ears. No sister who cared would do

e; his tone was unrecognizable as if he were a different person entirely. "Yes, I wanted to marry you, but then I realized there's no future for me with someone like you. You are so damn boring, Kristine. Nothing

e felt about me? I glanced at my sister Sophia, who stood there with a small smile on her

. We weren't the type of sisters who shared everything, but we had our moments. She was supposed to be the

took a deep breath, my hands trembling as tears continued to fall. The rage inside me was too much to handle, burning like an inferno. I felt

him. He scanned each of us, his gaze on us as he could feel the tension that was in the ai

rror in front of me. "Father, Jared and Sophia... together..." I couldn't finish my sentence, everything was b

erent tone confirmed my worst fears. "Oh..." That was all he said. His reaction made it clear-he knew. He knew about the affair, or perhaps he didn

hem. "You two need to put on proper clothes and meet us downstairs. We have to go through with this party, and you kids can sort out whatever issues

ed at Jared, who looked anything but sorry, and then at Sophia, who gave a small smirk before

d yanked the engagement ring off my finger. "This is over." I threw the ring at J

s." I fought back tears as I turned to leave, but my father grabbed my arms, his face filled with rage. "I have important guests here today, and yo

uth. "You don't need to tell them anything, Father. I will handle

my chest. Grabbing a glass of wine from a passing waiter, I downed it in one gulp before throwing the glass to

d down the stairs. Smiling to myself, I said, "So eve

n discuss this later, but whatever scene you are about to cause, d

I am calling off this engagement." Turning to Jarred, I added, "Good riddance to you

face. My chest hurt, and I felt utterly lost. It was as if I was on the brink of losing my mind, a pain that was more intense than anything I

road and decided it would be the place to drown my sorrows for the night. Taking a deep breath, I pushed open the car door

done replayed in my mind as I struggled to make sense of it all. They hadn't even given me a real reason for their betrayal-just acted

at me hesitantly but poured me another shot. I wiped my tears with the back of my hand and sniffed back

bartender's voice cut through my distress. I shook my head and managed to say, "No." Sniffling, I added

and within moments, I felt as if I was floating, my consciousness sli

rt, each throb of pain reminding me of just how much I had had to drink the night before. My mouth was dry, and I felt disoriented

oom, my mind racing with questions: How did I end up here? What am I doing in this strange room? I noticed my bra discarded on the floor and gasped, quickly covering my mouth

cked it up as I read its content. It read: "Had a great night