But she still held her chin high and walked the red carpet with determination.
Because this is the opportunity she has been waiting for seven years.
Even if it's just a misplaced wedding.
The wedding ended with applause and blessings mixed with discussions and ridicule.
Anna Collins, wearing that ill-fitting wedding dress, followed Ethan Grant , like a shadow pushed into the spotlight.
At that time she comforted herself: It doesn't matter, as long as I marry him, one day he will slowly see her.
But three years later, she realized that she had always been just a quiet "filler".
He didn't go home on the first night of his wedding.
Photos were sent from outside , showing him drinking alone until late at night, with a cold expression and no one around him.
She waited in the living room until dawn, the tea got cold several times, and the lights were burned hot.
He pushed the door open and came in, his footsteps cold, and he just said lightly: "No need to wait in the future."
At that moment, she smiled and nodded, but there was a bitterness in her eyes.
Life after marriage seemed no different.
There is often only one person's tableware left on the table ;
She prepared three dishes and a soup, he occasionally picked up his chopsticks, but more often he just stood up hurriedly;
She ironed his ties one by one and placed them in the most conspicuous place in the closet, but she often didn't find them until late at night.
The tie was still hanging there neatly.
The most embarrassing thing was a company party.
The host teased, " Mr. Ethan, is this... your sister-in-law?"
He paused for a moment and replied calmly, "Yes, a friend."
Her smile didn't break, but her palms turned red from pinching under the wine glass.
In the past three years, she told herself again and again: Just hold on a little longer, there will always be a response.
But the response never came.
She waited for his goodnight text message and his birthday present.
But the phone screen was always cold and her name never appeared in his schedule.
Occasionally, she would call out his name in her dreams, filled with longing and dependence.
But when I woke up, there was only an empty guest bedroom and a cold pillow.
In the eyes of outsiders, they are a model couple: well-matched and enjoying a prosperous life.
But only she knew that this marriage was like an empty house. She kept the lights on, but he never came home.
The most ironic thing is that even if he never touches her, there will still be ridicule from the outside world:
"Look at Anna Collins, relying on her position, she is clinging to Ethan Grant 's position."
But she knew in her heart that the real "occupation" was that she never had it.
Until one day, the woman who had disappeared for three years finally returned to her country.
Anna Collins finally understood that the three years she had struggled to maintain were nothing more than a period of time to keep others warm.
And her marriage also came to an end.
The night in early spring is slightly cool.
Anna Collins came out of the company and just walked to the intersection, he saw the familiar black car parked on the side of the road.
The car window slowly lowered, Ethan Grant 's face was cold and his thin lips were pursed into a straight line.
She was stunned for a moment and walked over subconsciously.
"Get in the car."
The voice was still indifferent, but a little more urgent than usual.
Anna Collins sat in the passenger seat. Before he fastened his seat belt, he heard him speak:
"Clara is back."
At that moment, she felt as if her heart was hit by something heavy.
Yes.
She had heard that name for seven years.
From the soft light in his eyes, to the unintentional sighs from his mouth, to the envy and legends of countless people.
And now, that person is finally back.
