His Personal Fucktoy? This Doll Just Snatched His Strings... And His World Is Unraveling novel Chapter 87

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

The day after 1 registered my marriage with Ethan Smith, a woman claiming to be the landlord showed up at my door. She told me that the apartment was renter by Fthan, and that her son would be returning to the country soon she gave us until the end of the month to move out, but if we did it quickly, she was willing to refund double the deposit. The suddenness of it all hit me like a ton of bricks, leaving me dizzy

I had met than at an animal shelter three years ago. He’d always told me that this apartment was a gift for our future, a home he had prepared for us after marriage. He promised that once the mortgage was paid off, he’d add my name to the deed. During the two tough years of the pandemic, I’d been using my savings to help Ethan pay off the mortgage, convinced that I was the happiest woman in the world. After all, I’d grown up with loving parents, and my first love was someone like Ethan–steady, ambitious, and well matched with me. He wasn’t just considerate toward me; he was kind and thoughtful to everyone around

me as well.

It wasn’t until today that I realized everything had been a complete lie.

1 suppressed my emotions and asked the landlord for a copy of the lease agreement between her and Ethan. After quickly packing a bag, I called Ethan, who wa

at work, and told him to come back.

Twenty minutes later, he opened the front door, and seeing me sitting on the sofa, he did what he always did–he pulled me into his arms, his voice full of concern. “Marina, what’s wrong? Why did you call me back so urgently? Are you feeling sick?”

I pulled away from his embrace, my face cold. I handed him the lease agreement that was sitting on the table. “I think it’s time for an explanation.”

The moment he saw the document, Ethan’s face immediately shifted into something unreadable.

I didn’t say a word; I simply turned and sat on the small sofa across the room, fighting to hold back the tears threatening to spill from my eyes.

“Marina, listen to me,” Ethan said, his voice desperate as he sank to his knees in front of me. He grabbed my arm, shaking it gently, then slapped himself across the face in an exaggerated gesture. “I didn’t mean to lie to you. You’re so amazing, and I was afraid you’d leave me if you found out I didn’t have a house.”

“So what?” I said coldly, my voice trembling with anger. “So if the landlord hadn’t shown up today, you would have kept lying forever, right?”

I shoved his hand away, and tears I couldn’t hold back began to fall. Just hours ago, I had been dreaming of a future with Ethan. My parents were at home, happily preparing for our wedding banquet. My best friend had already picked out dozens of bridesmaid dress styles, just waiting to witness my happiness on the big day.

“Marina, believe me.” Ethan said, his voice faltering. “In ten years… No, fifteen years, I will make sure you have the life you deserve–one with a house, a car…”

I gave him a cold look and wiped the tears from my face, my voice hard as steel. “Fifteen years, huh? So what do we do now?”

It seemed like my tone gave him a glimmer of hope. He pulled me back into his arms once more. “The landlord wants us out by the end of the month, right? We can just move back into your old apartment for now. It’s smaller, but it was your parents‘ gift to you, your dowry. I won’t mind, really.”

“Dream on!” I snapped, surprising myself with the strength I didn’t know I had. I shoved Ethan to the floor. “So all along, this was your plan?”

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