Pictures of me and William gazing lovingly at each other under dazzling fireworks were splayed across all websites.
For a time, netizens were proclaiming they had believed in love again.
“Damn! This is the kind of perfect love that can’t even be scripted in dramas!”
“Yeah! Exactly! They even rented out the entire Fabledom theme park! It must have cost at least tens of millions, right?”
“Didn’t the news once report that a wealthy royal spent over 100 million to do the same thing?”
“I heard the fireworks that night alone cost a fortune.”
“No way! You’re kidding! Did they really spend that much dough?”
“The guy is a billionaire from Redwood, so of course it was extravagant!”
“Holy shit! A billionaire? Seriously? No wonder!”
“Oh my god! There are so many rich people in this world, but why am I not one of them? God is so unfair!”
“God isn’t just unfair when it comes to money but looks too! Look at the man’s face! He’s even more good- looking than any male celebrity!”
“Yes! I agree! He’s too handsome! My hormones are going wild just from looking at him!”
“How can there be such a good–looking guy on this earth? I don’t know how I’ll fall asleep tonight, but I hope I’ll dream of having a boyfriend as gorgeous as him!”
“Common folks like us probably can’t even dream of a man so stunning!”
“Don’t just praise the dude–praise the chick too! Look at how beautiful she is! Not only does she have a great figure, but her face is truly breathtaking!”
“Right? I was just about to say the girl’s looks are out of this world too!”
“Hey, she looks a bit familiar.”
“She does, doesn’t she?”
“Yeah! If the billionaire thinks she’s worth it, that’s all that matters!”
“If you ask me, the two of them are a perfect match!”
“Uh–huh, I think so too!”
With the entire internet talking about the most viral topic ever, naturally, Irvin knew about this too.
He took in the headline reports and the photos of William and me gazing lovingly at each other beneath the fireworks. Irvin also read all the comments, which were all about how perfect William and I looked together. While staring at a photo of Fabledom’s dreamlike castle Irvin suddenly burst into laughter.
He was laughing at himself. He had always spoken of love. But in actual fact, he didn’t even deserve to say the word.
He could vividly remember how quietly disappointed I had been when I had told him about my dream of going to Fabledom. He could also recall, with great clarity, how he had promised to take me there–how he had also said he would treat me like royalty and spoil me like I was the only princess in the world.
Yet, not only had Irvin not fulfilled his promise to me, but he had taken Julianne instead. He had intentionally used my dream to get back at me and hurt me.
In the past, he had always believed nothing could ever happen between him and Julianne. Irvin only saw her as a sister. So, no matter what he did with her, to him, it never truly counted as hurting me.
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