“No, I’m just tired.” She took a deep breath. “Our anniversary is coming up in a few days, and tomorrow afternoon, I want to take a private plane overseas. I’ve already ordered gifts from abroad and would like to pick them up in person.”
“But you’re pregnant, and the flight is fifteen hours long. It’s too exhausting. Why don’t I go for you?”
Mirabel pouted in a somewhat playful tone, “No, I want to go myself.”
Hearing her act like that, Fraser’s heart melted. He would do anything for her,
The next morning, Fraser made breakfast and then left, saying he had worken if it cost him his life. “Okay, I’ll do whatever you want.”
After he left, Mirabel began packing
the company.
She opened the wardrobe and took out the clothes she had once made and given to Fraser, cutting them into pieces and throwing them into the trash.
All the jewelry and gifts Fraser had given her were handed out to the household helpers.
The steen photo albums that she and Fraser had saved over the years, promising to look through when they were old, were all thrown into the fireplace.
When Fraser returned after forgetting some important documents, he found the albums burning in the flames.
His mind went blank, and without thinking, be reached into the fire to rescue the last half of one album.
“Honry.” His voice trembled as he looked at Mirabel. “Why did you burn these?”
Mirabel smiled lightly. “It’s nothing, just thought the photos looked ugly. I didn’t want to keep those hideous pictures,”
She walked over and gently took his burned hand. “We still have a long life ahead of us. We can take more photos. Why did you put your hand in? Look at what you’ve done to your hand. Let me call the doctor.”
Seeing the concern in her eyes, Fraser’s panic slowly faded away. He started to act like a child, “If you blow on it,
, it won’t hurt anymore, honey.”
If his subordinates saw him now, they would probably think their usually cold boss had been possessed by something, “How old are you? You’re so shameless,”
Mirabel walked over and covered the pleces of clothes in the trash cani
After getting the documents, Fraser kissed Mirabel’s forehead. “I’m going to the company. I’ll be back by noon.”
Soon after he left, Darlena sent Mirabel a message. “At the Grand Luxury Hotel. Your husband is here. There’s a good show for you to see today.”
Mirabel was silent. So every time he said he was going to the company, he was actually going to see Darlen
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Even though she knew seeing what was there would break her, Mirabel still went.
It turned out today was the birthday of the twins.
Fraser, his parents, and his friends had gathered together to celebrate the twins‘ birthday.
They held a celebration in the hotel, and the staff referred to Darlena as “Mrs. Mars.” Fraser didn’t correct them but instead smiled at Darlena, his eyes full of tenderness.
Fraser’s parents were showing Darlena smiles Mirabel had never seen before. “If it weren’t for Darlena, I wouldn’t be able to enjoy this family happiness. Fraser, you’d better treat Darlena well, understand?”
Fraser smiled and nodded. “When have I ever mistreated her? Everything Mirabel has, Darlena has too. Clothes, jewelry, rare treasures, I’ve prepared
double for her.”
Mirabel thought she would be able to accept everything calmly, but at this moment, something exploded in her mind. All the past affection was shattered into pieces and pierced her heart, leaving it bleeding
It turned out that everyone knew about this.
And from a long time ago, the “unique” love she thought she had was all fake.
Everything given to her, Darlena had it too.
And everything she didn’t get, Darlena had that as well.
