Chapter 2 A Loving Couple


    They were right. Who the hell was she going to marry?


    However, seeing that Jessie''s confidence was slowly faltering, Ynde continued to smile. "There are


    plenty of people who are dying to marry me. Do you really think I''d go for Bertram after what he did to


    me?"


    Seeing the determined look in Ynde''s face, Jessie couldn''t help but nce at Ron worriedly. She


    forced a smile into her lips. "Then you''d better get hitched in three days. Otherwise, you won''t be


    getting the Mu Mansion."


    Three days?


    The time limit was far too short.


    Before she could say anything, Jessie added, "Ynde, all of this is stipted in your grandfather''s


    will, but even then, it''s okay if you don''t want to get married so soon."


    She could already feel her legs shaking at the thought. To tell the truth, the news of marrying someone


    she didn''t know made her ufortable. Ynde didn''t even bother to read the entire will anymore.


    Besides, she was in no mood to argue with them.


    "I''ll get married in three days."


    She turned around and was about to leave when she heard Jessie''s voice. "I''ll prepare your dowry."


    Ynde scoffed. Her eyes were bright. "This house is going to be my dowry."


    When she opened the door, a gust of cold wind kissed her face. Ynde stiffened before she walked


    out resolutely. Without another word, she left the Mu Mansion and rushed into the rain.


    The night was dark, and the cold rain sttered all over her face. Her grandfather had died, the only


    person she ever considered as family left her. She had not even recovered from her grief, and she was


    smacked with another problem.


    What she couldn''t understand most was how her grandfather could do such a thing. He knew that the


    Mu Mansion was something she had always wanted. Her grandfather adored her. Why would he do


    that?


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    Hiss!


    Suddenly, a harsh shriek broke into the wind. Ynde ran under the rain sadly. She was too distracted


    that she didn''t even notice the car rushing over. She jumped back, stumbling over. Fortunately, the car


    hit the brakes just in time.


    When the driver saw that he almost hit someone, he peered to see who it was. However, when he saw


    that it was Ynde, he froze. His veins bulged and the corners of his lips quivered as he grasped the


    steering wheel.


    She gritted her teeth, ncing at the car that almost hit her.


    Seeing that the car was worth a fortune, she didn''t bother starting a fight. It wasn''t worth it.


    She shouldn''t add things on her te.


    Once she left, no one followed her.


    Sitting on the back seat of the ck Maybach, Baron Gu stopped flipping through the documents. He


    slowly raised his head and narrowed his eyes when the car went to a halt. "What''s wrong?" he asked


    lowly.


    "Mr. Baron, I almost ran into Ms. Ynde just now." His voice was mixed with worry and uncertainty.


    Now, Ynde was already nowhere to be seen. In fact, he felt as if the incident was all a dream.


    Baron Gu frowned. "Ynde?"


    "Yes," the driver hesitated. "She seemed to be crying."


    Baron Gu''s lips twitched.


    "Mr. Baron, should we see her?" he asked. "After all, she''s–"


    "No." Baron Gu sneered as he leaned back against his seat. As if nothing had happened, he continued


    to leaf through the documents in his hands. "We''ll meet soon enough."


    Ynde walked alone in the street. It was raining. She bit her lip tightly as her eyes shone with unshed


    tears.


    The Mu Mansion was a wedding gift given from his grandfather to her parents. In fact, the mansion was


    the fruit of her grandfather''s painstaking efforts as a young boy. It contained all of her childhood


    memories. She couldn''t give it away.


    She walked down the sidewalk, nearing a coffee shop. She wiped the tears from her cheeks and stared


    at the shing signboard. This was the ce she usually went with Bertram. It was the ce she''d


    usually go to, to kill time.


    Ynde pushed the doors open and walked straight to her usual ce. However, when she arrived,


    she saw a man and a woman leaning intimately against each other on the sofa.


    The man had a defined face with deep eyes and a high nose. He was wearing an expensive suit, which


    outlined his muscled physique. He was in the process of cing sugar cubes in the woman''s coffee


    cup.


    The woman was wearing thetest beige Dior dress. Her curly hair slid down her shoulders, framing


    her pretty face. She frowned slightly as her plump lips pouted in exasperation.


    "We really don''t need that much sugar." The woman held onto the man''s arm, shaking it gently. Her


    voice matched one''s that belonged to a spoiled child.


    Ynde gritted her teeth as she paled in an instant. The corners of her mouth twitched. To see her own


    boyfriend and her best friend looking so sweet in the ce where they used to sit and spend intimate


    time made her sick.


    Noticing that Ynde was walking towards him, Bertram looked up and pursed his lips.


    When he didn''t answer, the woman beside couldn''t help but see where he was looking at.


    "Ynde?"


    A trace of surprise shed in the woman''s face. She stood up awkwardly, not really knowing what to


    say.


    Bertram held the woman''s thin waist and stared at the neer.


    "Cathy, my best friend." Ynde''s lips trembled. "Well? What do you have to say?"


    "I''m sorry..." Cathy blinked her eyes as her hands fidgeted.


    "You think an apology is enough?" Ynde flushed red with anger. "You''re pregnant with my boyfriend''s


    baby!"


    "I..." In the face of her usation, Cathy''s eyes were filled with tears. She sniffled, trying her best to


    restrain herself. She looked like a puppy who was kicked repeatedly much to Ynde''s dismay. "We


    really do love each other–"


    "Then why would you abort the child with my ID card?"


    Ynde snarled. It was as if her heart had been struck by lightning. If it wasn''t the fact that her card


    had been used, the man wouldn''t havee to her.


    "I don''t want her to have a miscarriage, so I took away her ID card." Bertram finally looked up. "She


    really feels sorry for you."


    Ynde snorted. "Showing off your love now, aren''t you? Is that how you feel sorry for me?"


    "The only one you should question here is yourself!" he roared, having enough of her drama.


    "Myself?" Ynde spat. "What the hell have I done to you?"


    "Do you really think we''ve been together all this time? All you''ve been good at is running away from


    me!"


    Cathy sniffled, trying her best to hold back her tears. She tugged her Bertram''s sleeves. "Enough. This


    is my fault," she said firmly. "I know that I''m guilty of this."


    "Look, what happened between Ynde and me has nothing to do with you. You shouldn''t me


    yourself." Bertram tightened his arms around her. "We already have a child. You should think of it first."


    "A child?" Ynde stared at Cathy. "Didn''t you abort it?"


    "Do you really want my child to die that bad?" He red at her. "Are you really that cruel?"


    "You''re calling me cruel after you slept with my best friend?" Ynde crossed her arms and stared at


    him defiantly. "Don''t me me if I want it dead!"


    Cathy stumbled towards her, waving her hands up in the air. "We''re sorry, Ynde. Please, we really


    do love each other," she sobbed out. "We–we want to start with a clean te. Please forgive us."


    Staring at their intimacy, Ynde wanted to vomit. However, after hearing her sincerity, an idea came to


    mind. She took a deep breath and sat down. "Fine."


    Bertram and Cathy shared a look. They were just having a big argument, and now it was all gone. They


    stared suspiciously.


    "Well, don''t celebrate too early. I have one condition." Gazing at the couple, Ynde forced a smile into


    her lips. "The condition is to marry me."


    "What?" Cathy whispered harshly, "Aren''t you okay with it now?"


    "Oh, don''t get me wrong!" Ynda scoffed. "I''m not into second-hands.


    Look, all I want is a marriage certificate.


    We could get divorce within the day. It''s fine."


    "Ynde, is this your way of getting back at me? Just to make it seem like this is my second


    marriage?" Bertram asked tentatively, not thinking of any other reason that she would ask him to do it.


    "Don''t tter yourself. The world doesn''t revolve around you."


    "Then why?" Cathy urged, ncing at her boyfriend.


    "Look, if you want to get your peace, then this is the way to go. Will you do it or not?" Ynde snapped


    impatiently.


    Bertram and Cathy shared a look. "Ynde, I''m sure you have your own reasons on why you want to


    get married, but we want to know why. After all, we''re best friends," Cathy insisted. "If you tell us,


    maybe we can find some other way around it."


    "Best friends?" Ynde sneered. This woman was nowhere near her friend after what she had done.


    "I''ve already searched for every other option. There is no other way!"


    "Well, if you won''t make it clear, then there''s no way I''ll let you marry him!"


    Anger surged in her heart when Ynde red at Bertram, as if daring him to refuse her. "Well? Will


    you let your girlfriend make your own decisions?"