For seven years, she had been secretly in love with her best friend’s older brother. But now, rumors were flying–he was getting engaged.
And the bride… wasn’t her.
When Olivia Brown rushed to the private suite where Joe Evans was, she was just about to push the door open when
she heard a voice from inside.
“Joe, you finally got what you wanted. Your first love came back, and your family even arranged a marriage for you. This must be the happiest day of your life.”
His friend’s voice carried a teasing edge.
“That stand–in girlfriend of yours should be discarded now, right? You’re heartless, man. Just to fill the void, you even went after your sister’s best friend.”
Her entire body stiffened.
It was like a bucket of ice water had been poured over her from head to toe.
She couldn’t see his expression through the door, but she could hear the casual indifference in his voice.
“Give it some time. The girl loves me too much–if I tell her the truth outright, she’d probably cry herself to death. I’ll break it to her gently.”
Seven years.
They had been secretly together for seven years.
He had spoiled her, indulged her, given her everything… except a public acknowledgment.
At first, he laughed and said, ‘Olivia, just wait a little longer. If Jennifer Evans finds out I stole her best friend, she’ll
kill me.‘
Later, when she graduated and became his secretary, he said, ‘Olivia, let’s keep waiting. Office relationships are complicated–I don’t want you to deal with all the gossip.‘
She believed every word.
She had waited for him in silence, hidden in the shadows, playing the role of his secret lover.
But now, she had heard the truth with her own ears.
His refusal to go public had nothing to do with Jennifer.
Nothing to do with office rumors.
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It was simply because…
He had never loved her.
She was just a stand–in.
As the door handle turned and the people inside prepared to step out, Olivia stumbled back in a daze and ran.
She ran all the way home, straight into Joe’s forbidden room–the one he had never let her enter, no matter how much she begged or acted cute.
Tonight, she pushed the door open without hesitation.
Inside, dozens of photo albums were neatly arranged on the desk.
She picked one up, flipped through it, and felt her fingers tremble.
Every single picture inside was of a woman.
A woman who looked almost like her–seven or eight points similar.
But it wasn’t her.
So this was his first love.
The one he was about to marry–the daughter of the Harris Corporation.
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