"Would sending you money right now make you happy?"
Cynthia let out a soft "mm," then shot back, "Why wouldn't it?"
Benedict gritted his teeth. "I'll transfer it to you now!"
"Alright," Cynthia replied. "Just remember to add a note: voluntary gift."
Benedict ended the call with a grim expression.
He opened his banking app, transferred a hefty sum to Cynthia, and carefully added the note: voluntary gift. Afterward, he took a screenshot and sent it to her.
Cynthia had barely set down her phone when a text message buzzed in.
She picked it up and checked the notification.
$200,000 had landed in her account.
A small smile played at the corners of her lips, her eyes relaxing. Now she had enough to cover the car repairs—and even managed to save a tidy sum.
A moment later, Benedict's screenshot arrived.
Cynthia tapped open the chat and, in surprisingly good spirits, sent him a cheerful "thanks" sticker in reply.
On the other end, Benedict stared at her message, finally letting out a breath he'd been holding. He typed quickly:
[I'm coming to see you now.]
Cynthia's eyes lingered on the chat window. Her good mood vanished in a heartbeat.
[Actually, I'd rather wait and see you at the wedding the day after tomorrow.]
Benedict: [What, you want to play the whole "absence makes the heart grow fonder" game before we tie the knot?]
Cynthia: [Don't you?]
Benedict: [Of course I do. I dream about the moment you walk down the aisle in the dress I designed for you, becoming my wife. Cyndi, I really do love you.]
Cynthia's lips curled into a faint, icy smirk.
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