Engraved with the Wrong Name Chapter 03

Engraved with the Wrong Name Chapter 03

He seemed to let out a sigh of relief at the sight of me.

But in the next second, his brows furrowed, and his tone became scolding.

“Where have you been? You can’t just vanish like that. I was worried sick.”

I didn’t answer. The words were laughable.

Worried sick. So worried he’d finished a celebratory dinner, played the part of devoted fiancé to Jade, and only then bothered to come find me.

Griffin squeezed past me into the apartment.

Only then, under the light, did he see the suitcase in my hand.

His expression changed.

“Where are you going this late?”

I looked at him, my face a blank mask.

“Leaving. I’ll come back for the rest of my things later.”

Hearing my words, Griffin didn’t try to stop me. Instead, an all-too-familiar impatience settled over his features.

It was the same look he got whenever he’d call me by the wrong name and I’d get upset, forcing him to swear, yet again, that he was over his ex.

He took a deep breath and, with forced patience, pulled the engagement ring from his pocket.

“Look, I swear, I only love you. Okay?”

“Tonight was an accident. The dinner was for associates, and the deposit was non-refundable. I didn’t want it to go to waste.”

He tried to placate me, his tone dismissive, as if he’d just attended a casual dinner with some associates.

“I already explained everything to Jade. See? I even got the ring back.”

“So can we just drop this?”

Griffin grabbed my hand and, without another word, tried to slide the ring onto my finger.

But it was far too big. The moment I lowered my hand, the ring slipped right off, clattering to a stop at his feet.

A heavy silence fell.

Looking at Griffin’s stunned face, I let out a humorless laugh.

“Another accident? You put down the wrong size when you ordered it?”

On Jade’s hand, the ring had fit as if it were made for her.

For the first time all night, a flicker of genuine guilt crossed Griffin’s face.

He picked up the ring, coughing to hide his awkwardness.

“It was an accident. I’ll have someone resize it.”

“Don’t bother.”

I cut him off, my voice cold.

“I meant what I said. We’re breaking up. It’s over.”

Griffin paused, then slowly placed the ring back in its box.

As the lid snapped shut, the guilt on his face vanished, replaced by his usual cool indifference.

“Kimberly, I said I’d get it resized.”

He looked at me as if I were a child throwing a tantrum.

“It’s pointless to threaten to break up over every little thing.”

My breath hitched.

I was instantly thrown back to the Family’s annual dividend dinner, where I’d won the management rights to a lucrative port.

I was ecstatic.

This was my reward for three months of non-stop work, for the parents I hadn’t seen in two years.

But just as I finished the takeover plan, ready for my parents to help, the majordomo informed me the rights had already been transferred.

“It was Capo Griffin who handled the paperwork. He said you authorized its transfer to the newcomer in your department, Miss Vance.”

When I confronted him, my eyes red with unshed tears, Griffin just glanced at me before his gaze dropped back to his phone.

“Oh, was that today? I must have filled in the wrong name by accident.”

“Then get it back for me!”

Seeing him engrossed in his phone, I snatched it from his hand.

My eyes fell on Jade’s nine-photo grid.

Getting paid to run the docks is awesome, thanks to a certain someone…

It was like a physical blow.

Trembling, I held the phone up to his face, my vision blurred by tears.

“Is this what you call filling in the wrong name by accident?”

Griffin didn’t explain. Instead, he admonished me with an icy calm.

“The mistake was made. I was simply maximizing the outcome.”

“Rewarding my subordinates appropriately increases my prestige as a Capo.”

“Kimberly, you’re not new to this Family. Start thinking about the bigger picture.”

His self-righteousness was maddening.

That was the first time I ever mentioned breaking up.

Despite the thousands of times he had called me by the wrong name, the thought had never seriously crossed my mind.

I stayed in a hotel for three days and didn’t receive a single message.

I realized, far too late, that Griffin was exploiting my love for him.

Why else would I forgive him, time and again?

Why else would I, after he told me he’d broken up with his ex over long-distance issues, immediately abandon my comfortable life and future inheritance of my family’s Boston art gallery to move across the country for him?

The day I came back, tail between my legs, he wore an expression that said, “I knew you’d be back.”

After taking my suitcase, he said flatly:

“Don’t make a scene next time. Be more mature.”

The Griffin in front of me now merged with the man from that day.

But this time, I refused to be the one who backed down.

I repeated myself, my conviction hardening.

“I’m serious. Let’s break up.”

Engraved with the Wrong Name Chapter 03

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