The Wedding He Skipped Became My Ticket To An Empire Chapter 02
I hung up and turned to Ms. Thompson with a blank expression.
“Tell my father I agree to the arranged marriage.”
Ms. Thompson nodded with a smile.
“It’s good that you’ve made the right choice. If you had insisted on marrying Ethan, Mr. Moreau would have completely cut ties with you.”
“I’ll come pick you up in three days to meet Mr. Cross.”
I left the hotel where I had been waiting to be picked up for the wedding and hailed a taxi. The driver glanced at me a few times in the rearview mirror and carefully asked, “Where to, miss?”
Sitting in the back seat, the tightness in my chest gave way to a hollow emptiness. Where could I even go?
Not long after my mother passed away, my disoriented grandmother forgot to turn off the gas, and a fire burned down half the building.
The neighbors demanded huge compensation, forcing me to sell our home.
That was the day Ethan returned my lost grandmother to me.
He took off his helmet with one hand, his face carrying that familiar rebellious look. “No password. Use it first.”
Before I could react, he shoved a card into my hand and walked away.
After I had handled everything and tried to pay him back but couldn’t reach him, he suddenly showed up again.
He put his arm around my shoulder and raised an eyebrow at a classmate who was confessing to me.
“Sorry, buddy, she’s taken.”
Under the sunlight, his platinum blonde hair gleamed as he burst into my life. “Be my girlfriend. Consider it payback for saving your life.”
For three years, I chased after him trying to pay him back, but everyone else saw me as nothing more than a clingy girlfriend.
When he got into fights, I rushed to his side. When he crashed his motorcycle and broke his leg, I visited him in the hospital every day.
Just as I was about to pay off the last of the debt, my grandmother jumped into the river.
That night, a storm raged, and the river was pitch black. I was frantic.
Ethan brought what felt like a hundred boats to search.
Time passed painfully. After I had dove in nine times and surfaced shivering from the cold, he reached out his hand.
“We found her. She’s on her way to the hospital. She’s alive.”
He wrapped me in his coat, held my frozen hands and blew warm breath onto them, his eyes full of tenderness.
“Miss, are you okay?” The driver handed me some tissues. Only then did I realize my face was streaked with tears.
“Just drive.”
As the car moved forward, the scenery blurred past.
The night before, Ethan had confessed by my grandmother’s hospital bed.
“Actually, your mother saved my life ten years ago. My family offered two million dollars as a thank you, but your grandmother refused.”
“She said life shouldn’t be measured in money, and that your mother acted out of heroism.”
“Sophia, fate brought us together. I will love you for the rest of my life, carrying your mother’s love for you.”
But in less than a day, everything had changed.
My heart felt like it was wrapped in thorns.
My phone kept buzzing. It was a video sent by a groomsman in the wedding group.
In the clip, Chloe wore a wedding dress and smiled as Ethan slipped a ring onto her finger.
[What a perfect accident. This is meant to be.]
[Who wouldn’t call that a match made in heaven? You two should just go get the license already.]
I turned off the phone and caught my own reflection in the black screen, my face cold and hard. “Driver, take
me to Ashford Estate.”
There was something I had to find out.