Chapter 1
My usually calm and intelligent fiancé Xavier Harris actually fell in love with street thug Zoe Harlow.
For her, he tore up our engagement agreement, refused all financial support from his family, and even dropped out of school to start a business.
Xavier said Zoe was different, like a little sun that illuminated
his dark life.
In contrast, he thought I was rigid and boring, unable to do anything except help him study.
Years passed, and I thought he had finally found himself and gained the freedom he’d always dreamed of.
But when he saw me again, he grabbed my sleeve tightly, tears streaming down his face as he said he regretted everything.
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I never imagined reuniting with Xavier would be so awkward.
In the stinking fish market, vendors‘ shouts rose and fell, deafeningly loud.
Xavier stood helplessly in the murky puddles, watching Zoe beside him haggle with a fish vendor.
“How about three dollars? Why does dead fish cost two dollars a pound?
Throw in a small fish for me—it looks really fresh.”
The fish vendor rolled his eyes and waved impatiently.
“Stop haggling! I’m already losing money–how could I possibly give you free fish?
Lady, you’re being ridiculous.”
Xavier, who had lived a pampered life since childhood, had never faced such humiliation. His face flushed red with
embarrassment as he wanted to turn and leave, but Zoe grabbed
him.
“Help me out here! We haven’t had fish in ages–don’t you want
some?
With that face of yours, if you sweet–talk him a bit, the boss might give us a fish.”
Zoe looked excited, but Xavier just stood there, unable to say a
word.
Finally, Zoe glared at him and helplessly continued haggling with the vendor.
The fish vendor had probably never encountered such shameless customers and was dizzy with anger.
“Fine, take it! Get out of here and stop interfering with my business!”
He contemptuously handed them the fish and waved them
away.
Zoe immediately beamed, took the fish and secretly tucked it into her jacket pocket, then grabbed an onion on her way out.
She looked smugly at Xavier and said, “How’s that? Pretty impressive, right? I got you a feast without spending a dime!”
Xavier ignored her, turning to gaze at the Maybach in the distance.
Through the crowd, he locked eyes with me.
Xavier pressed his lips together, clutching the plastic bag tightly, tears welling in his eyes.
I pushed open the car door and walked slowly toward them, as calm as if I were looking at strangers.
The moment Zoe saw me, thinking I was there to steal her man, she immediately became unreasonable.
She arrogantly put her hands on her hips, looking fierce.
“Let me tell you, this is my territory! Believe it or not, I’ll get people to beat you up right now?
You better get lost. If you really want to fight me, I’m not afraid of you.”
I ignored this crazy woman, just glanced at the mortified Xavier and said coldly, “What a shame.”
This completely enraged Zoe, who rolled up her sleeves and lunged forward to grab my hair.
But before she could touch me, the surrounding vendors swarmed forward to separate her, and the shoving nearly caused a stampede.
“Oh my, you’re finally here! Let’s continue discussing the market acquisition!”
“It’s too fishy here–how about my pork stall? I’ll grind you fresh
coffee!”
“Who are you people? How dare you block our boss’s path? Get lost!”
Surrounded by everyone, I left without looking back, never sparing them another glance from start to finish.
