Chapter 2

Serena put on my necklace, a smug smile on her face.

“Dante, this necklace suits me so well. It’s like it was made for me.”

She smiled sweetly, almost mocking.“Where did you buy it?”

That necklace was personally put on my neck by Dante.

When he was twenty, after the bloody gunfight at the harbor, he finally became the godfather of the Marchetti family.

He was still covered in blood that day, but he was smiling as he held that necklace.

“Bella, I’m not hurt.”

“When we get married, you’ll wear this necklace.”

“I want the whole world to know you’re my only wife.”

“Bella, I’ll give you the best of everything.”

Back then, Dante really loved me.

He couldn’t stand seeing me suffer even a little.

He wanted to give me everything.

But everything changed after Serena appeared.

The bridesmaids didn’t notice the tension between us and started cheering.

“Kiss her! Kiss her!”

Dante gave in to the teasing and leaned in to kiss me.

But at that moment Serena suddenly “lost her balance” and fell straight into his arms.

Dante reached out instinctively and their lips accidentally met.

The room went dead silent.

Clara snapped. “Serena, you did that on purpose!”

“I’m sorry… I just lost my balance…”

“Lost your balance? Out of everyone here, you just had to fall into Dante’s arms?”

“Enough.”Dante helped Serena up, looking slightly annoyed.“She twisted her ankle. It’s normal.”

Then he looked at Clara coldly.“Is this really something worth getting angry over?”

“This is not a small thing—”Clara was about to explode, but I stopped her.

Because in the past two years, Dante always said the same thing.

Last year, Serena stole my three-month project. He said it was a small thing.

Half a year ago, she ruined our anniversary. He said it was a small thing.

Last month, she killed my cat of six years. He still said it was a small thing.

Every time, he told me not to argue.

So this time…I really didn’t need to argue anymore.

Just then, Dante’s mother walked over with a glass of champagne.

“Bella, I’ve finally waited for you to grow up and get married.”

She handed me the glass with a gentle smile.“Come on, drink this blessing champagne.”

I stared at the bubbles in the glass.

For a moment, I froze.

I lost both my parents when I was young. For more than ten years, the Moretti family adopted me and treated me as their own daughter.

But now the two people I trusted most were about to push me into hell.

I knew exactly what this drink meant.

But I still took it and drank it all in one go.

Dante took my hand.“Let’s go. It’s time.”