He Drew $9 For Our Wedding. Another Man Offered a Million Chapter 05

He Drew $9 For Our Wedding. Another Man Offered a Million Chapter 05

Finn turned to Blair. His eyes went cold,

“You said Lena’s father didn’t have heart disease.”

Blair’s composure flickered-then she steadied herself.

She took his phone like it was nothing.

“Hello, David? How much did she pay you to lie?”

“I didn’t-”

She hung up before he could finish.

She reached for his shoulder, like she always did,

“Finn, I did it for you. There are too many gold diggers out there.”

He stepped back. His eyes bore into her,

“She didn’t have any money left.”

“Her last money went to buying you clothes-to apologize.”

“One more thing. She’s going to be my wife.”

“From now on, the money stays with her.”

He walked away without another word.

He couldn’t look at the broken glass door. Bloody handprints everywhere.

Every time he thought about it, his chest tightened.

He got in his car and floored it.

He ran red light after red light-traffic cops were stopped by David before they could follow.

At the apartment door, he smoothed his hair down.

Every strand had to be perfect.

He turned to David, who was still paying fines, “How do I look?”

David was sweating.

He still managed a polite smile, “Very good, Mr. Sterling.”

The cop was annoyed-but they paid too much to argue.

Finn turned back. Good.

Lena never said it, but he knew.

At that café where she worked part-time, he’d collapsed.

She saved him. Why? Because he was good-looking.

She wouldn’t leave him.

She loved him too much.

Five years of swallowing her pride for him.

How could she walk away?

He opened the door, bent down to change his shoes, and called out,

“Lena, I’m back. I’m going to give you a million-dollar wedding.”

“Everything before was just a joke-”

He stopped.

Only his shoes were in the shoe rack.

He straightened up and looked around.

Empty. Cold. Everything of mine was gone.

His face stayed calm. But his hand was shaking when he dialed.

“The number you have dialed is not in service.”

Again. Again. Again.

Always the same reply.

He didn’t stop.

A knock at the door.

His heart jumped-he nearly ran to open it.

“Lena-

It was David, wearing his professional smile.

“Mr. Sterling.”

Finn looked away, annoyed.

Then something hit him, “Back to the office.”

At the company, he went straight to HR.

“Which department is Lena in?”

The HR manager’s fingers trembled on the keyboard,

“Mr. Sterling… Lena resigned a month ago.”

“A month ago? Why?”

HR looked at him like he was crazy-but answered anyway,

“She said her father needed money for a heart stent. She asked for a raise.”

“I asked you at the time. Blair drew 9.9.”

“You signed off on a raise from five dollars to 9.9.”

“She quit the next day.”

Finn’s throat went dry. He couldn’t believe himself.

“From five dollars to 9.9… for a year… you paid her that?”

He stopped.

He remembered now.

The first month, I’d mentioned the low pay.

He’d shut it down with the lottery.

I never brought it up again. He never asked.

Five dollars an hour.

How did I keep sending Blair money? Without ever saying a word.

He remembered the address I’d given him once-the town in Mississippi.

So he drove a thousand miles.

At my old home, a stranger opened the door.

Finn didn’t bother fixing himself up this time.

David stepped forward, “Does Ms. Vance still live here?”

“Lena? She’s getting married. Her parents sold everything to buy her a place.”

The house. He remembered.

He’d bought one-but put Blair’s name on the deed.

David turned to Finn, “Mr. Sterling, maybe Ms. Vance…”

Finn cut him off, “No. She loves me. And we’re getting married.”