Our Final Goodbye

On the day the Cole family went bankrupt, Adrian Cole left behind a suicide note and went alone to the snow mountains to end his life.

I chased after him without hesitation, searching for him in the snow for a full ten hours.

Just as despair hollowed me out completely, I saw his secretary, Zoe Bennett, livestreaming Adrian's proposal on social media.

One of his friends joked in the comments, "You're about to be a groom. Aren't you afraid your woman will get mad?"

His reply was icy cold. "I only promised her the title of Mrs. Cole. She shouldn't even think about anything else."

Another comment followed. "She's marrying in with ten billion in investment. Is she really willing to swallow that kind of grievance?"

I could almost see Adrian sneering as he typed, "She got ten billion for the position of Mrs. Cole. She's not losing out. If it weren't for her, Zoe wouldn't have been forced to go abroad. These last few days are my compensation to Zoe."

My fingernails dug deep into my flesh. Calmly, I burned everything that had anything to do with him.

On the day of the wedding, he went mad searching for me everywhere.

In the upscale venue across the street, I had just slipped on a diamond ring given to me by another man, Julian Cross.

Unbeknownst to him, while he was calculating the countdown to our breakup, I was also preparing to marry someone else.

My fingers slid lightly across the screen as I zoomed in, and I saw the diamond-studded wedding dress on Zoe Bennett.

The familiar design and cut pulled me back to countless late nights, to the sight of Adrian Cole hunched over his desk in the study, absorbed in his designs.

Eighteen-year-old Adrian had once sworn with complete certainty, "I will make sure the woman I love wears a wedding dress I design with my own hands."

I had grown up with Adrian; we had been childhood friends for twenty years. When we played pretend weddings as kids, he always liked to grab my hand and say, "Iris, you'll be my only wife in the future. I'll give you the best food, the most fun, and the prettiest things in the world. If anyone bullies you, I'll beat them up and chase them away."

Now, I was his bride.

However, it was someone else wearing the wedding dress he designed himself, while standing deep in the snow-covered mountains, and posing for intimate wedding photos with him.

Exhausted to the bone, I returned home, only to see Zoe curled up in Adrian's arms, crying.

"I know you're marrying her for the sake of your family. Once you two are married, I'll leave on my own."

Adrian gently wiped away the tears at the corners of her eyes. "No one can drive you away. She went to great lengths to marry into the family, and even then, she'll only ever be a Mrs. Cole in name."

Zoe wrapped