I Was His Wife, But His Mistress Took My Name Chapter 04

I Was His Wife, But His Mistress Took My Name Chapter 04

But the gown was far too heavy.

I only stepped aside slightly, yet Evelyn still tripped over the long train and fell hard onto the floor.

Dad and Nathan rushed downstairs.

“Evelyn, what happened?”

Nathan glared at me furiously.

“Vivian, did you hurt Evelyn again?!”

Before I could even explain, a slap landed across my face.

A burning pain spread across one side of my face.

I stared at Dad in disbelief.

His face flushed with anger as he shouted:

“I know you’re upset. From the very beginning, you never truly accepted Evelyn.”

“But she just gave birth and is still recovering. How could you lay a hand on her?”

Evelyn spoke with a trembling voice, tears filling her eyes.

“Dad, don’t be angry with her. It wasn’t Vivian’s fault.”

“She said this dress was worth 4.5 million dollars. She said I couldn’t wear it unless I paid her.”

“But I don’t have that much money…”

She looked up helplessly.

“It’s all because I don’t have enough money to give my sister.”

“Dad, Nathan, if you give her the money, will she stop being angry with me?”

Dad let out a cold laugh.

His anger completely exploded.

“Evelyn, you’re too kind.”

“Give this woman money? Don’t even think about it.”

“I should’ve known from the beginning.”

“She’s exactly like her mother—both of them are greedy women who only care about money!”

His face twisted with rage as he continued insulting me.

The image of the loving father he had carefully maintained for years shattered completely in front of me.

Nathan stepped forward and stopped him.

“Dad, don’t do this.”

A small flicker of hope rose in my heart.

But the next second, he spoke coldly.

“Don’t push her too far.”

“She might actually ruin Evelyn’s wedding if she gets desperate.”

“If she wants money, then give it to her.”

“Just think of it as charity.”

He casually pulled out a card and threw it in front of me.

His voice was filled with disgust.

“There’s five million dollars on this card.”

“Isn’t that enough?”

“Take the money and leave.”

“Don’t show up in front of Evelyn again and disturb our peace.”

I lowered my eyes and stared at the black card that belonged to the Mercer Family.

Whatever attachment I had left for them vanished in that moment.

I bent down and picked up the card.

Then I gave a faint, indifferent smile.

Looking at the messy pile of belongings scattered across the living room, I no longer felt like packing.

“Nathan, since you can afford this price, then I’ll sell all of these to you.”

I looked at him sarcastically.

“Since Nathan has already chosen a new sister and found a new family, clearly, he doesn’t need me anymore.”

“From this day forward, I have nothing to do with the Mercer Family.”

I pulled my documents out of the luggage on the floor and turned to leave.

“Wait.”

Evelyn looked at me coldly.

“Since you said you sold everything to me for 4.5 million dollars, shouldn’t you leave one more thing behind?”

I frowned, confused.

She gave a cold smile.

“You’re already divorced from Adrian.”

“So shouldn’t you take off your wedding ring?”

I looked down at the gold ring on my middle finger.

And suddenly, I understood.

This ring had been the first gift Adrian gave me after we started dating.

It was a pair of matching rings he had made with his own hands.

Our names were engraved inside.

He once told me gold was one of the most enduring metals in the world.

Just like our love.

But we both forgot one thing.

Gold was also one of the softest metals.

With enough pressure, even the most beautiful things could lose the shape they once had.

Adrian and I had been together for ten years.

I had worn this ring for so long that I almost believed it had become a part of me.

I tried pulling it off twice, but it wouldn’t move.

So I picked up the scissors from the table and cut straight toward the ring.

The moment the scissors cut through the band, an angry voice came from the doorway.

“Vivian, what are you doing?!”

The scissors were ripped from my hand.

Adrian pulled me tightly into his arms.

“You were trying to hurt yourself again, weren’t you—”