I Let Him Marry Me So I Could Expose Him At The Wedding Chapter 12

I Let Him Marry Me So I Could Expose Him At The Wedding Chapter 12

Over the next few years, Miles’s company did not develop as smoothly as it once had.

But the profit share he wired into my account every year kept increasing.

Harper once mentioned it to me.

She said Miles had sold off almost all of his personal assets to keep the company’s cash flow alive.

In the end, his company had risen too quickly and lacked the deep roots needed to withstand real risk.

Add in Bryce taking shots at him whenever the opportunity came up, and the damage to the business was

severe.

Because of that, the Whitaker family hated Serena.

No matter how many men Serena dated afterward, the Whitakers found a way to ruin every relationship.

Serena could not stand being hounded by them anymore.

In a fit of rage, she got into a physical fight with Miles’s younger sister, Paige.

During the struggle, Paige hit her head.

She was left in a vegetative state.

To avenge his only sister, Miles showed no mercy and no old affection.

He made sure Serena went t to prison.

Harper sighed when she told me all this.

“Lock

now, Miles probably didn’t love Serena that much either. I still don’t get why he threw you

ad long since moved on from Miles, so she spoke without holding back.

ally thought about that question too.

Maybe Miles just assumed I could never leave him,” I said. “Even if I found out, he probably assumed I’d just throw a tantrum, let him comfort me, and then get over it.”

–

Harper sighed again.

“Men really are arrogant. They always think women can’t survive without them.”

Then she paused and teased me. “But honestly, when it comes to money, Miles has been pretty generous.

He’s been making up the difference out of his own pocket.”

She nudged me with a smile.

“So? Are you touched?”

owe him a thing?”

I smiled.

“Once it lands in my account, it’s mine. If he wants to give more, he can give more.”

A few days later, the company distribution hit my account again.

It was ten million dollars more than last year.

It looked like Miles had signed over his entire personal share to me.

Only at times like this would I bother replying to his messages.

[Thank you. Received.]

On the other side, the typing bubble appeared several times.

But no message came through.

I was not going to waste my time waiting for him.

I was just about to call the younger guy I had recently started seeing and ask him out to dinner when, after holding back for who knew how long, Miles finally sent a message.

[Elena, I’m getting married.]

I vaguely remembered Harper mentioning it a few times.

Miles was apparently preparing for a merger-marriage intended to save his firm.

The woman was five or seven years older than him.

Something like that.

Honestly, I had forgotten.

But for the sake of the money, I still gave him a friendly congratulations in advance.

[Congratulations. Best wishes.]

[Elena, do you really not care about me at all anymore?]

This time, I did not reply.

To me, Miles had become a stranger a long time ago.

And why would I waste a single thought on someone who no longer mattered?