Revenge Is the Best Wedding Gift Chapter 22

Revenge Is the Best Wedding Gift Chapter 22

Of course, I didn’t forget my ex-husband Nicholas either. I packaged his marital infidelity scandal and sent it to his boss’s wife.

Nicholas’s boss’s wife had suffered severe depression because of her father’s affair—she hated unfaithful men most in her life.

Rafe’s parents were famously image-conscious old-school upper-class Seattle society, and today’s estate wedding was attended by all the Grey family’s important business partners. I thought that high-definition uncensored sex video was enough to make them a laughingstock in high society for years.

With this, I had struck back at everyone who’d wronged and hurt me.

The gloom and melancholy in my heart finally dissipated completely with Seattle’s gentle breeze.

When the Uber stopped, I had arrived at Seattle-Tacoma International Airport’s departure hall. Most of my luggage had already been shipped to sunny California.

Going through security, I heard Rafe’s familiar voice again behind me.

He looked disheveled, his suit rumpled, obviously having gone through chaotic pursuit.

“Lavinia, no matter how you want to get revenge on me, I’ll willingly take it! Please don’t leave me, okay?”

In the bustling airport hall, before countless eyes, he knelt on both knees again without hesitation, humbly pleading.

I just mentally mocked his worthless knees. I didn’t look back, didn’t agree, just turned around gracefully and strode toward my departure gate.

Past grievances might eventually become fleeting scenery.

But as long as I knew how to respect and love myself and stay strong and independent, I would definitely have a beautiful life of riding the wind and waves, forging ahead fearlessly.