I’d just finished the shareholder meeting and grabbed my phone, glancing at it.

My college alumni group, which I hadn't opened in three years, was blowing up with notifications, relentlessly tagging me.

“Hey, David, you blowing off the class reunion? What’s with the no-show?”

That's when I found out David Baker was getting hitched today.

Everyone else from our class was there. Except me.

“Sorry, tied up with work. Can’t make it,” I texted back, offering a polite excuse.

“Seriously? With that dead-end job of yours? You make, what, three grand a month? You're not important enough for the world to stop without you," someone shot back.

My message was followed by a barrage of insults.

“What, afraid of the gift tax?”

Then, David himself tagged me.

“Truth be told, I don’t need your two hundred bucks. That’s like, your life savings. What a shame.”

He continued to take jabs at me.

“Right, the girl you spent years chasing—now she’s my wife. I guess you wouldn’t want to come to my wedding.”

The text was followed by a sunglasses emoji.

I frowned.

“Is this even real?”

I had a pretty low-key college experience. I never seriously chased after anyone.

“Oh, playing the amnesia card now?”

David mocked me, and then posted a wedding photo.

“Take a good look, with your bad eyesight.”

When I saw the photo, I froze.

The bride in the white dress looked exactly like the woman in the engagement photo on my desk.

“Scarlett?”

...

I sat up straight.

The woman I’d gotten engaged to last month was marrying David Baker?

While my mind was racing, the group chat kept buzzing.

"What, cat got your tongue? Seeing your dream girl as the bride must have you in tears."

“Shhh! Don’t ruin it for him. Scarlett’s not just the campus queen anymore. She’s the CEO of Evergreen Corp!”

“Yeah, she even gifted him a mansion in the city and a Rolls Royce!”

I was stunned. Just as I was about to reply to David, he played the good guy and chimed in on my behalf.

“Look, David, even if you're a nobody, you're still my former classmate. If you come to my wedding, I'll see if my wife can get you a job as a parking attendant. ”

“How about it? A parking attendant job at Evergreen, that’s at least five grand a month. Better than your dead-end job, right?”

“Okay,” I replied. Then I switched off my phone.

“Honey, I made you some chicken ginseng soup.”

“You’ve been working late. Don’t wear yourself out. Drink some soup to get stronger.”

Scarlett put the soup in front of me. She looked confused when she saw my cold expression.

“What’s wrong?”

I glanced at the soup, expressionless. I shook my head.

“Nothing. You can go now. I have to take care of some stuff.”

“You need to rest, and don’t work too much.”

“By the way, honey, I'm going back to my hometown for a few days. I have some family matters to handle."

She came to me, leaned down, and kissed my cheek. Smiling radiantly, she left my office.

“CEO of Evergreen Corp., huh?”

I watched her close the door, lost in thought.

I had known Scarlett for three years, but we became official just a year ago. The engagement was a month ago.

In that year, she’d taken care of me in every possible way.

When I was working late, she would bring me hot towels and give me a massage.

She’d pack my clothes for work when I traveled.

Thinking back, it was all those little details that made me feel loved.

But the chicken soup and the engagement photo in front of me now made me look foolish.

I grabbed my phone, quickly scrolled up the chat, found the location of David's wedding, and asked my driver to take me.

A block away, the hotel that David had booked was festooned with a giant red banner, incredibly eye-catching.

“Congratulations to Scarlett, CEO of Evergreen Corp. on her Wedding!”

Beneath the banner, David looked sharp in a suit, with slicked-back hair, waiting for his bride to arrive.

Surrounding him were his college classmates, all sucking up to him.

“David, you're the most successful one in our class! Scarlett's the CEO of Evergreen, and you got her so easily! Amazing!”

“Yeah, David, you kept this hidden from us until you were married.”

“David, with your abilities, Evergreen will eventually be yours. Don't forget your old classmates!"

I even saw the college counselor lean in, fawning,

“David, when you first came to college, I said you should be the class rep! I knew I was right! You're the most successful one now!”

I was disgusted by the show of flattery. David enjoyed it, grinning from ear to ear.

“No, no, it was all because of you, Counselor.”

David agreed, and my car was approaching the scene.

Looking at them from the car window, I couldn't help but think of the first time I met Scarlett.

We weren't together then. She was a sales rep for the company, and she didn't know the ropes.

Every day, she was being bullied by senior colleagues in the workplace, either smiling or being yelled at.

At the time, I couldn't stand it. Also, we were from the same school, so I moved her to work as my secretary.

To be honest, Scarlett wasn't very good at her job, but she had a good attitude and didn't make any mistakes.

Over time, her skills improved, and I gave her some core business matters to handle.

Unexpectedly, she told David everything, and David used these business secrets as bragging rights.

This made me annoyed, and more sadly, disappointed.

“Oh, isn’t that David? Why did you come here in a fancy car?”

“You’re crashing David’s wedding, and you're just making a fool of yourself. Don’t you feel embarrassed?”

Seeing me getting out of the Porsche, some of David’s lackeys turned to me with sarcasm.