Revenge Is the Best Wedding Gift Chapter 10

Revenge Is the Best Wedding Gift Chapter 10

Immersed in joy, I was too slow to notice his strangeness, instead affectionately linking arms with him and reminding him with a bright smile:

“After we finish shooting, let’s go buy a cheap cubic zirconia ring to use in the ceremony, in case we lose the expensive wedding ring in the crowd—that would be terrible.”

Rationally, Rafe knew clearly that Lavinia was just being cautious with a well-meaning reminder.

But his obsessive emotions were like a meat grinder repeatedly torturing his sincere heart, making him uncontrollably paranoid: Was Lavinia so practiced because she’d lost a ring at a wedding before?

At her wedding with that man.

Jealous poison completely consumed his reason.

From that moment on, my every move, every caring reminder, became mockery of him as a “sucker” in Rafe’s eyes.

The deeper the love, the deeper the pain; when pain reached its extreme, it transformed into hatred.

And Victoria was like a poisonous snake, constantly texting him descriptions of how loving Nicholas and I used to be, constantly tempting him:

“Don’t you think this is unfair?”

“You’ve silently loved Lavinia for so many years, but she only thought of you as a backup when she was abandoned.”

“If it were me, I’d definitely get harsh revenge, make her taste this feeling too.”

Next, Victoria sent an extremely provocative sexy selfie.

Rafe, as if possessed, went to meet Victoria.

After they were done, he even remembered to buy my favorite cupcakes on the way home, because he clearly remembered the psychologist saying that eating moderate amounts of sweets helps stabilize emotions.

But when I ate the cupcakes with a happy, sweet smile, Rafe felt irritated.

Why?

He endured so much psychological torment for me, while I enjoyed his kindness like nothing had happened?