Wilted Petals of Love

The day my father jumps to his death, I'm taken in by Scout Saccone, an influential scion. He treats me like a princess for eight years, turning me into the target of everyone's envy.

However, everything changes when he walks right into a trap and has a wild night with me after being drugged.

I can't stop myself from confessing my deep-seated love for him when at the peak of my flame. To my devastation, he thinks I drugged him to have my way with him. He berates me for being shameless and hedonistic.

The following day, he announced his impending marriage to his childhood sweetheart.

Everyone thinks I'll kick up a fuss as I've always done, but I merely take a pill to end my pregnancy.

Then, I leave without a word on his wedding day.

After having shared a wild night with Scout Saccone, I received a wedding invitation from him the day after.

The couple on the cover were leaning against each other. The sight of it pierced my heart. I immediately crushed the tie in my hand into a ball and tossed it into the trash can beside me.

Before I could turn around and offer my congratulations, a sharp, playful voice rang in my ears. "Scouttie, take it easy. There's still someone else here."

The blood in my veins froze as I stiffly turned around. There, I saw Scout walking in with his arm around Maya Walker's slim body.

The accessories he wore—weren't they the ones I had painstakingly chosen for his birthday?

A bitterness filled my heart, and I couldn't stop the tears from welling up in my eyes. Before Maya, "Scouttie" was a name that belonged only to me.

As the Saccone family heir and third in line in the Saccone hierarchy, he wielded enormous influence in the Hare City's circle. Everyone else referred to him as Mr. Scout.

But I was the exception. After he brought me into the Saccone family, I stubbornly refused to call him "Mr. Scout," as our seniority dictated.

Despite knowing he was ten years older than me, I insisted on calling him "Scouttie." The entire household staff was terrified of my brazenness back then.

Even so, he simply patted my head and said softly, "Call me whatever that makes you happy."

To this day, I can still remember the indulgent affection that emanated from his eyes at that moment.

I had attended a few Saccone family banquets with my father in the past and had secretly observed him from afar. Scout was the center of attention at every event.

At the time, I never thought I would have any connection with him.

Then my father jumped from the 23rd floor after his company went bankrupt, and my mother followed by taking pills to end her life. That was how I became an orphan with no home to return to.

Seeing me as a girl without parents to protect me, my relatives not only seized all the family