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Rachel returned to the country on the day of their class reunion.
Rumor had it that her family had gone bankrupt, and she was desperately trying to borrow money from various sources.
When Xavier led me into the private room, we caught a wealthy male
classmate forcing Rachel to drink, claiming he’d lend her $100,000 for each glass she downed.
Rachel choked on the alcohol, tears streaming down her face in complete disarray, yet she still forced a smile and emptied the glass in one gulp.
Upon seeing Xavier, Rachel’s expression instantly turned flustered. Probably feeling embarrassed, she abruptly lowered her head.
Someone jeered, “Rachel, if you’re so desperate for money, why not beg
Xavier?”
Another went even further: “Given your history together, if you sleep with him, he’d definitely give you money.”
Xavier shot them an icy glare and coldly said, “Stop fucking disgusting me.”
With a cigarette between his lips, he leaned against my shoulder and continued, “Anyone who upsets my wife can get the hell out right now.”
Everyone laughed and greeted me, saying they envied how much Xavier adored me.
Yet, no one knew that if Rachel hadn’t suddenly returned, Xavier wouldn’t
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have attended the reunion at all.
At that moment, Rachel glared at me, biting her lower lip to hold back tears.
The man who had been forcing her to drink earlier massaged her shoulders and taunted, “What now? Seems like Xavier doesn’t want you anymore. But don’t worry, if he doesn’t want you, I do. If you’re willing to strip naked and ‘please me in bed, I’ll give you some money. How about it?”
Hearing this, Xavier crushed his cigarette under his heel, his expression instantly turning ice–cold.
Despite everything, it was obvious he still harbored deep feelings for Rachel.
Rachel held back her tears and looked up at Xavier, her eyes filled with longing.
She said softly, “No. In this lifetime, I only love one person. Even if he doesn’t want me anymore, I won’t let anyone else touch me.”
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Xavier immediately tightened his grip on my hand, squeezing so hard it hurt.
The male classmate, his face contorting with anger at being rejected, cursed at Rachel for being self–righteous: “Who do you think you are? Damn it, I’m going to have you tonight no matter what.”
With that, he grabbed Rachel and started dragging her out. Having drunk too much, Rachel’s body was limp, and she could only struggle weakly in his
arms.
Xavier stared at Rachel, his jaw clenched tight.
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I could see that at this moment, he was almost losing his mind over her, his eyes darkening with barely contained rage.
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Just as Rachel was about to be taken away, Xavier finally snapped. He strode forward, kicked the man holding Rachel to the ground, and began beating him mercilessly.
Xavier snarled, “If you dare touch Rachel again, I’ll chop off your hands!”
The scene instantly descended into chaos.
Someone started recording. I quickly grabbed Xavier’s sleeve, trying to make him stop.
But he coldly said, “Who are you to tell me what to do?”
I froze, slowly releasing my grip, feeling a chill run through my body.
At that moment, Rachel threw herself at Xavier, hugging him and crying, “Xavier, don’t fight because of me. It breaks my heart to see you hurt. I was so afraid you really didn’t want me anymore…”
Xavier didn’t push her away; instead, he held her tightly in his arms, his fingers threading through her hair protectively.
In the end, under everyone’s gaze, he left with Rachel, leaving me standing
there alone, forgotten.
