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When she looked closer, she realized it was the booking page for Pine Mist Island Resort. He had booked an
entire month-enough to hit the VIP spending tier and receive an exclusive invitation to the Christmas gala. The
page showed the
invitation had already been claimed.
Charlotte immediately opened her phone's tracking app-the one she had secretly installed before.
Without another thought, she jumped in the car and sped off.
At the entrance to Pine Mist Island, she finally spotted James's car. Her steps slowed as she approached.
James was leaning against the car door, a cigarette in hand.
She moved slightly-he didn't notice. Quietly, she crept closer.
From behind, she couldn't see his expression, but she could see what he was staring at intently.
Charlotte pressed her lips together and leaned forward. Finally, she saw what it
was.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtA gold-trimmed invitation-understated but luxurious.
But the distinctive seal on the back made her blood run cold.
Her mind went blank. In a blur, she lunged forward and snatched the invitation
from his hand. His voice rang out in protest, but it blurred in her ears.
'Pine Mist Island Resort invites you to our exclusive Christmas Gala."
So, it was real.
In that moment, Charlotte felt like a fool.
She'd spent the whole afternoon planning a getaway, full of hope. She'd stayed up late preparing a surprise for
the man she loved, all to give him a warm welchome.
What she got in return was silence and indifference. And she had thought- naively that maybe he was just tired
from work.
What a joke.
Suddenly, she felt something wet on her cheek. She reached up and wiped it.
She was crying.
Her heart felt hollow, her chest tight. Eyes rimmed red, she looked up at James whose expression was cold as
ever. She wanted an explanation but the words wouldn't come. s
Then James opened his mouth-and what he said crushed her completely.
"Givethe invitation. Just do your part as Mrs. Chancer and stay out of things."
Charlotte couldn't hold it in any longer. Her fragile composure snapped.
She let uta bitter, broken laugh and looked at him with tear eyes, voice racking you're still thinking about her,
aren't you?" s
James's brow furrowed. "This has nothing to do with you. I'll say it again-givethe invitation."
"Invitation invitation... is that all you
care
intout?" Charlotte's voice rose
into a scream, her tears falling freely. "Is she all you see?!" s
She started tearing at the invitation with both hands. The stiff paper cut her fingers, and blood began to seep
out, staining the edges.
James's face twisted with disgust. "What the hell is wrong with you? You're acting like a lunatic."
Charlotte's eyes widened. She stared at him in disbelief, her heart shredded, her soul frozen.
"You think | beclike this for no reason?" she said hoarsely. "Who do you think turnedinto this?"
She raised her hand and slapped him.
He stepped back, dodging instinctively. That only fueled her rage.
She broke down completely-crying, shouting, hitting-unraveling right in front of him.
"Why?! What does she have that | don't?! After all this time, why are you thinking about that slut?!"
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