’What am I... hearing right now? Is this so kind of joke? Or am I having a nightmare?’
I wanted to shake myself and ask that very question. But people’s gazes stabbing from all around told that this was neither a dream nor a nightmare. This was my reality, and I was being made fun of.
"You want ... to not speak up? You, out of all people? Didn’t you promise to stick with through sickness and health? You are my fiancé-"
"Jenna, before I am your fiancé, I am Rose’s friend. And as her friend, I don’t want to do anything that causes her trouble. I hope you will understand and support as your fiancé."
Karl asked, and I felt like laughing and crying at the sa ti.
He knew well... or I thought he knew well enough to know how much this ant to . Even if everyone was beginning to look and point at , I did not care.
"Karl, I want you to choose- or Rose-which side are you on? Do you care about her feelings more than you care about mine?"
I asked, and Karl stood there, tongue-tied. Finally, he snapped out of it and replied back to .
"Jenna, it’s not like that, and you know it. You will have to choose now."
I told him, and my fiancé-my own fiancé-gave a tired look before he tugged away.
"How about you calm down for now? Your sister will be here any second now. We don’t want people to talk about her negatively, right?"
Karl told . He seed not to care that people were talking badly about at that mont. He only had eyes for my sister.
Everyone was looking at at the mont, but I could not even give them a glance back. My mouth felt bitter and my eyes stung with unshed tears.
"Just for a single night... just once in your life, give it all up for your sister. You will get a lot more chances with your brilliance. But this is her only chance. Please understand this and allow her to have this."
This mont was what I had worked so hard and sacrificed 26 years of my life for. I had given it all to my father’s company and expected just one thing in return-to be acknowledged for my hard work.
And now, even that was being taken away from .
I, Jenna Harvour, was supposed to have the most glamorous mont of my life today and have all my hard work of elevating Harvour Enterprises to a new height. But it all was being taken away from in front of my eyes.
My father’s words were echoing in my mind, as fresh as if he had spoken them just minutes ago.
"Please welco the person who has helped this company more than anyone else-my precious daughter Rose. She has worked tirelessly behind the scenes to make sure our company can flourish to new heights. And I feel proud to leave it all in her capable hands now."
Then what about ? What about my effort? I was the one who got sick overworking all the ti and this was what I got?
"Jenna, calm down-"
"I... will be heading back ho. I can’t take it anymore."
I told Karl, and he tried to grab . But it was too late and I left the hall. As I ran out, I collided with a familiar face-Damian Black, causing his drink to spill all over his clothes. He looked shocked to see and imdiately apologised.
"I-I am so sorry. I did not an to collide with you. Here, let ... are you alright?"
He asked, and I wanted to snap at him. But I held my temper.
Damian Black was my sister Rose’s classmate and sowhat friend, but he had nothing to do with what was happening. He did not deserve my anger or disappointnt.
I also felt sowhat sorry for him because he was the sole heir of the biggest underworld family, but his timid nature made him unsuited to his family’s line of profession. In that regard, he was in as much of an unfortunate situation as I was.
So I mustered enough courage to give him a smile as I walked past him.
"I am fine. Please, enjoy your ti here."
I told him before I left. I kept feeling eyes on , trying to tear down at my most vulnerable ti.
And I could not take it anymore. I quickly got in my car and told the driver to drive back.
The night kept getting worse. The online reaction to my actions and Rose’s grace were day and night apart. I felt like no one was on my side and it felt bad... so bad that I could not explain it in words.
And then, Karl ca back.
My eyes snapped open, and I quickly rushed out to check what happened.
"Jenna, are you there? Co out. Do you know how disappointed Rose was because you left like that? We need to talk about your attitude toward her."
Karl entered my house in a fit of anger. I had never seen my fiancé this angry before, and it left shaken.
Still, I felt that it was best that we reason things out with each other.
"Karl, you need to calm down. Whatever problem we have, we can resolve it in the morning. For now... are you drunk? We need to get you to bed."
I could sll the alcohol on Karl’s breath. He was not one to drink, and this was the first ti I had seen him drunk.
As soon as my hand touched his, he snapped back. His angry eyes looked at with annoyance and betrayal.
"How dare you touch like that? The only one allowed to touch is Rose. Don’t you dare touch , or else-"
He threatened, but I kept reaching out toward him. I was sure we could resolve our issue among ourselves.
But the alcohol Karl had must have been stronger than I expected, because he totally lost it after that.
His hand grabbed a bottle at our side before he brought it down on my head.
"H-How dare you touch like that-! I told you before-! No one can touch but Rose!"
The blow landed on my head, and pain instantly filled my vision. The world was going in and out of focus, and I felt like sothing was wrong.
Blood filled my vision, and I instinctively knew that my life was in danger.
"K-Karl, calm down. You need to calm down-"
I told him, but the dizziness beca too much for . The last thing I knew was that I could not keep myself awake.
Karl looked angry and horrified before he fainted as well.
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