Two Years of Marriage, I Never Got My Wedding Ring Chapter 31

Two Years of Marriage, I Never Got My Wedding Ring Chapter 31

I looked at the cheap silver band on his ring finger.

After a few seconds, I looked away.

The vendor handed him a receipt.

“Here you go, sir.”

Alessio took the slip of paper, folded it carefully, and tucked it into the innermost pocket of his wallet.

I turned and walked out of the market.

He followed, keeping a respectful distance.

When we reached the street corner, I stopped.

“Alessio.”

“Mm.”

“Don’t wear that to the gala.”

He looked at me.

I said, “People will laugh.”

Alessio held up his hand and looked at the thin band.

“Then let them.”

He paused.

“I deserve it.”

…

I went to the Ricci anniversary gala that night.

Not for Alessio.

That afternoon, my assistant had rushed into my office with a bouquet of flowers, a dress box, and an invitation that had been delivered to the front desk.

The dress wasn’t the kind of haute couture gown the Ricci family usually sent over.

There was no exaggerated skirt, no heavy beading that made it impossible to move.

It was a simple, mist-blue long dress with a clean waistline.

The sleeves ended just above the wrist, making it easy to hold a glass, easy to eat.

The invitation had my name on it.

Verona.

There was also a handwritten card.

“You don’t have to come. Your seat will remain empty.”

It was signed, “Alessio.”

I stared at that card for a long time.

In the end, I put on the dress.

When the car pulled up to the hotel, the entrance was swarmed with media.

The moment I stepped out, the flashes went off.

Someone shouted, “Mrs. Ricci is here!”

I paused.

The next second, the host at the ballroom entrance picked up a microphone, his voice echoing through the hall.

“Welcome, Verona.”

Not Mrs. Ricci.

Just Verona.

I lifted my eyes and looked inside.

Alessio stood just inside the doors in a black suit, a thin silver band on the ring finger of his left hand.

It was the $29.99 ring.

In a room full of diamonds and luxury watches, it was glaringly, obviously out of place.