Page 3 of After bankruptcy, my husband intends to marry his first love

The day before I was set to leave, Luna called asking me to handle Julian and Natalia's wedding arrangements.

I had other unfinished business to deal with, so I declined outright.

However, Luna, who usually appeared gentle, instantly flew into a rage.

She screamed at me: "Your family is bankrupt now, and you can't even bear children. What gives you the right to stop my son from remarrying?"

I didn't argue with her, instead responding calmly: "He can remarry. I'm just busy lately and don't have time to deal with wedding arrangements."

Julian never asked for my opinion before deciding to divorce me and marry someone else. Why should I help them prepare their wedding?

Not wanting to hear Luna speak anymore, I hung up directly.

When I returned home, I encountered Julian again in the front yard.

He was wearing light gray casual clothes, chatting with Natalia, his face full of relaxed smiles.

He laughed while pouring coffee for Natalia.

Natalia wore a pair of exquisite pearl earrings that sparkled in the sunlight.

The flowers in the yard swayed gently in the breeze. Against the backdrop of the blooms, their gazes appeared particularly intimate.

Julian had left the Wyatt company the second year after our marriage to start his own business.

All these years, he'd been busyso busy that he never had a proper conversation with me, let alone spent time with me in the yard enjoying the sunshine.

I froze for a moment, then immediately turned around and fled back to my room like I was escaping.

The intimate image of the two of them kept flashing before my eyes.

I shook my head desperately, trying to dispel these scenes.

That fondness I had for Julian at the Christmas party years ago had trapped me until now.

Only today did I finally understandhe had never loved me. His heart had always belonged only to Natalia.

I ran to the bathroom and splashed cold water on my face, forcing myself to stay alert.

After calming down, I began systematically checking the wedding gifts Wyatt had originally given me.

However, after counting repeatedly, I found one item was still missing.

I took out the list Wyatt had originally given me and compared it item by item, finally discovering the missing piece was a pair of pearl earrings.

I had seen those earrings on Natalia's ears.

I immediately rushed into Natalia's room.

She had just returned, holding a diamond tiara in her hands, the smile still lingering at the corners of her mouth.

Natalia and Julian's wedding was in three days.

I had assumed Julian had prepared everything long ago. I never imagined he would simply take my tiara for Natalia.

I angrily snatched the tiara from her hands.

Then I saw the pearl earrings on Natalia's ears. I pinned her against the table with one hand while reaching for her earrings with the other.

Natalia's ear was injured because I used too much force.

She cried from the pain, saying: "Let me go first. If you want the earrings, I'll take them off myself."

I clutched the earrings and tiara to my chest, staring at her coldly.

Natalia straightened up awkwardly, looking completely wronged.

She said: "If you wanted them, you could have just asked me. Why did you have to treat me like this?"

I snorted coldly and said: "You stole my things, and you still expect me to be nice to you? Dream on!"

Natalia looked at me with innocent wide eyes, saying pitifully: "I didn't steal anything."

Just then, I heard footsteps behind me.

Julian suddenly pushed me aside and rushed forward to embrace Natalia.

I crashed into the wall, my grip loosened, and the tiara rolled to the floor with a crack appearing in the center diamond.

Julian stared at me, his eyes full of disgust.

He said: "It's just a tiara. I'm the one who gave it to her to wear. Now you'd rather break it than let Natalia wear it? Your family is already bankrupt. If you keep making trouble, I'll throw you out."

Natalia cried heavily in his arms. When she looked at the tiara on the floor, she frowned with obvious disdain.

Julian held her close, comforting her.

He said: "Don't cry. I'll have someone make a new one right away. We'll definitely have it ready for the wedding."

I wiped away my tears, then coldly bent down to pick up my tiara and earrings again.

My heart felt torn in half, with pain spreading through my limbs.

I just needed to wait a few more days.

Once I got the divorce papers, once the plane took off, I could leave this place.