Love Wrapped In Lies

Wyn Mu and Zoy Zhou's wedding celebration was quite a sensation in C City.

As two of the richest families in the country, their union could be considered as such a strong alliance. The feast began at noon time and lasted up until late in the evening.

There were blinding lights inside the luxurious hotel. Big names from various industries gathered in the hall, which could easily hold thousands of guests.

A number of journalists crowded the platform, jostling against each other in order to stand close to the platform so as to get a hold of the news ahead of everybody else.

A couple of the days ago, news about the marriage between the Mu and Zhou families, including their love affair, was exposed to the public without warning.

However, almost as soon as it was revealed to the public, their previous romantic love affair had attracted the general public's attention - the love between the prince and the princess, both romantic and aesthetic.

The moment word about it got out, it immediately caused a stir in the media of the entire city. And today, people from the media who were fortunate enough to receive invitation letters had their sights set on the guests in the hall to take photos and cover the event. These were the big shots who rarely attended such gatherings, which was something even more sensational than the news about celebrities!

The red carpet extended from the entrance all the way to the stage in front of the hotel. At the moment, the hall was brimming with people.

Mr. and Mrs. Mu were seated at the table in front of the hall wearing great big smiles on their faces. Both of them were dressed in red.

"Please stop right there, sir!" As soon as she paid the bill, Michelle Wang swung the door open and headed out in a hurry.

When she pushed the door of the hotel open, she appeared to be rather flustered. It seemed that the splendid decoration of the hotel was making her feel somewhat ill at ease.

"Let's all give the bride and groom a warm welcome!" the host of the wedding ceremony announced.

At this moment, Michelle Wang was instantly drowned in the applause. It was so overwhelming that her heart was pounding hard in her chest. It was so loud that she could still hear her heart beating despite being inside this crowded place.

She followed the direction where the host's voice was coming from, only to see two people standing on the stage, hand in hand. Their vibrant smiles felt like such an eyesore to her!

Her heart sank in a blink of an eye. The hand she was holding the bag started to tremble slightly. And intense rage was brewing deep inside her heart. With that, she pushed the people who were blocking her way and rushed toward the stage.

While everyone was immersed in the boisterous atmosphere, a crisp sound of a "slap" startled everyone present!

With a downcast look on her face, she blurted out, "Wyn, you should be feeling sorry for what you did."

"Michelle?" As he looked at the woman standing in front of him, he thought his eyes were playing tricks on him. He never expected to see her here at all. Shouldn't she still be abroad?

With her fists clenched, she grew more and more furious. Her head was burning and her eyes were about to well up with tears out of anger.

"Michelle, what do you think you're doing? Calm yourself down!" Upon recognizing the person who had lost control of her emotions, Wyn Mu walked over and tried to take her away. However, Michelle Wang reached out her hand and scratched him. Then, blood immediately appeared on Wyn Mu's handsome white face.

Caught completely off guard, Wyn Mu's body turned rigid out of shock. The man helplessly looked at the furious Michelle Wang. He knew full well that he was the one to blame for the change in her.

There was utter chaos in the hall, and the guests were starting to gossip around.

"Michelle, I have no idea what's going on between you and Wyn, but I hope you realize that today is my wedding." It was Zoy Zhou speaking. As she stood in front of the two, she glared at the woman who had appeared out of the blue and caused a scene at her wedding.

Upon seeing her son get injured, Mrs. Mu raised her head to look at the security guards standing in the corner. "Why are you still standing there? Get that woman out of here!" she thundered.

After receiving the order, the security guards rushed up to the stage and seized Michelle Wang right away. "Miss, you have caused quite a scene. You need to get out of here at once!"

"I wish you happiness!" There was a resolute look on her face as she yelled. Not wanting to show her weakness to everyone, she tried her best to hold back the tears. After that, she somehow managed to shake the guards off. Then, she clenched her purse and quickly strode out of the hotel.

As he looked at her receding figure, Wyn Mu squinted his eyes while wearing a sullen expression on his face. Standing completely still, he kept staring at her until she was finally out of his sight.

"Why? Why are you doing this to me?"

The second Michelle walked out the gate of the hotel, the tears started rolling down her cheeks on that cold stone road.

The street outside the hotel was surrounded by colorful lights. Feeling so down in the dumps, she staggered and accidentally fell down at a stone step, when a black Porsche was rushing toward her.

The moment she fell, the car came to an abrupt stop.

Then, the good-looking Scott Jiang quickly stepped out of the car. He looked at Michelle, but not before he made sure that his car was all right.

With her head face down, her long ponytail was hanging causally over her chest, so Scott Jiang couldn't really take a good look at her face. However, the way he saw it, this woman deliberately walked in front of his car to blackmail him!

"Well, that's so careless of you. Shouldn't you have waited for a slower car to blackmail? If I hadn't stepped on the brakes in time, you would have died!"

Scott Jiang gave her a rather reasonable dressing down, thinking that she was only a cunning and greedy opportunist.

But Michelle didn't say a single word from the beginning to the end. The passers-by gazed at them one at a time, leaving Scott Jiang feeling so embarrassed.

Because of this, he took a huge wad of cash out of his wallet and threw it on her. Before he walked away, he told her, "This money should be enough for you to get by for a month."

If it hadn't been for the wedding, he wouldn't have been driving so fast. As a result, he almost ran over a random woman. But she was lucky enough to avoid being hit.

What he failed to notice was how the woman's shoulders were trembling behind him, and that the money had quickly been soaked in tears.

"I don't want your stinking money at all!"

Just as Scott Jiang was about to walk into the hotel, someone grabbed his wrist and stopped him in his tracks. When he turned to look at the woman who was holding his wrist, such a mesmerizing face came to his view. Then, a second later, the money came flying straight to his handsome face.

With his eyebrows deeply knit, Scott shot Michelle a cold glare.

Despite being only about 160 centimeters tall, the woman standing in front of him had quite a shapely figure. Sporting a simple white coat paired with jeans, she didn't even have any makeup on. Her long hair was as thick as seaweed, which made her seem like an innocent and charming girl. Her eyes were bloodshot and swollen, showing signs that she had been crying earlier.

Her eyes seemed to be in so much pain. So much so that even if she raised her head, she still couldn't see the man's face clearly. "Sir, do you think that you're all that just because you have money? You may be able to get material things when you spend money, but you can never use it to ask for forgiveness."

Given the fact that Michelle wasn't in the mood to be arguing with this man any more, she quickly turned around to leave without saying anything else. However, her wrist was grabbed by him just moments later.

Then, Scott leaned in closer to her and said in a gentle voice, "Oh? Tell me then, what should I do to get your forgiveness?"

Hearing this, Michelle gave him a hard slap on his face, her eyes welling up with tears. "That's how I'll forgive you."

Taken completely by surprise because of the sudden slap, Scott felt so irritated. Nobody had ever laid a hand on him before in his life, let alone slapped his face.

What Scott's social standing was? He was the head of the Jiang Group in C City, and could do whatever he pleased, but now, he had just been slapped by this woman...

"You..." Unfortunately for him, before he could even finish what he was trying to say, he saw that Michelle had already squatted down and wrapped her arms around her knees. Feeling so powerless, her tears fell down in silence. The cold evening breeze blew against her long hair, making her seem even more miserable.

For the very first time in his life, Scott saw a woman looking so down in the dumps and crying in front of him. Unsure of what he should do, he slowly approached her and reached out his hand, trying to help her get up.

Much to his surprise, Michelle suddenly stood up from the ground and ran away as fast as she could without looking back. Scott's hand remained hanging in the air even long after she was gone before he finally retracted it back. With his gaze fixated on the direction she ran to, he couldn't do anything but walk toward the hotel after a while.

With her body feeling so worn out, Michelle had no idea how she managed to get back home. The last thing she remembered was buying a bottle of wine and drinking it along the way.

Best friend and boyfriend?

This scene usually only happened in TV shows, but she met the same fate. This left her feeling so ridiculous and utterly disgusted with herself. They had been together for three long years, but as it turned out, their relationship was so fragile - broke so easily because of someone who got in the way of their love.

Now that he was married, what else could she mean to him? Was she now just someone he used to know?

There was a time where she used to believe that they would be sharing the rest of their lives with each other. However, the love they shared could only last for so long.

As she reminisced about the days when a pair of warm and thick hands used to run their fingers through her hair, she allowed herself to break down and cry as she got wrapped up in her thoughts. Things were much too different now since she could no longer feel that warm comfort.

She broke down next to the door, with her arms wrapped around her knees. At that moment, sadness and longing were written all over her face.

There was a dim light in the corridor. And given how drunk she was, it made her face look a little pale.

The door she was sitting right next to suddenly opened. Olivia Wang, who had an apron on, put down the garbage bag she was holding outside. When she was about to close the door, she noticed a figure curled up on the floor.

In an instant, her eyes became wide open and she rushed toward Michelle and blurted out, "Michelle, what's wrong? What happened to you?"

She grabbed Michelle's shoulders, only to find that she didn't have the strength to stand anymore and was extremely frail. It seemed that the slightest push would easily make her fall to the ground.

The stench of the alcohol then reached her nose, mixed with a faint fragrance.

Olivia Wang couldn't help but frown as she helped the inebriated woman get inside the house.

Although she now laid on the soft and comfortable little bed, Michelle's posture was still the same as when she sat next to the door. As a bitter smile crept onto her face, she said, "They told me that whenever I'm feeling down, everything's going to be all right for as long as I drink my problems away. But why? Why does it still hurt so much? Wyn, you big fat liar!"

She was laughing at her own misery, but Olivia Wang, who just walked in carrying a basin, simply listened in silence. As she gave Michelle a pitiful look, she helplessly shook her head and sighed, "My silly girl, why are you doing this to yourself?"

After putting down the washbasin on the chair right next to the bed, Olivia began to patiently wipe Michelle's tear-stained face, as well as her neck and arms with a wet towel.

When she was about to leave, she touched the disheveled hair on Michelle's forehead, with so much affection in her eyes.

After having her face wiped with the warm towel, Michelle started feeling much better and was able to get a good night's sleep. By the time she woke up the following day, it was already almost noon.

As she lifted the quilt and was about to get up, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her head. When Olivia heard the sound coming from the bedroom, she hurriedly swung the door open to check up on her. In a very concerned tone, she asked right away, "Michelle, are you all right?"

It wasn't until Michelle looked around her surroundings that she finally realized she was in her room. But still, she couldn't remember how she got home last night.

"Mom, how did I get back?"

She tightly grabbed onto Olivia's hand while wearing a surprised look on her face.