She Thought I Couldn't Understand Her Lies Chapter 2

Benjamin's POV

When I got home, I immediately called Elena, planning to tell her I wanted to break up.

But all I heard on the other end was the cold automated message saying her phone was turned off.

Whatever. I could tell her in person at the city hall tomorrow.

The next morning, Elena texted me.

She said an urgent issue had come up at work and she was swamped, so we had to postpone our trip to the city hall.

She told me to go to the high-end menswear store first and pick up my altered wedding suit.

As soon as she finished work, she would come.

I thought, since I was breaking up with her anyway, I might as well cancel the custom suit I ordered. I took a cab to the high-end menswear store.

When I arrived at the VIP fitting room, ready to find a salesperson and cancel my order, I saw Elena and Justin through the half-open glass door. They were already there.

Justin was standing in front of the fitting-room mirror, wearing my custom-made suit. Elena stood behind him with both hands around his waist.

I pushed the door open and stared at them coldly.

Elena turned at the sound and froze for a second. Then she quickly let go and walked toward me. "Benjamin, you and Justin are about the same size, so I asked him to try it on for you. I thought he could give me some advice about the fit."

The moment she turned back, she spoke to Justin in Ruskian. "This suit is too tight around the waist. Only someone with broad shoulders and a narrow waist like yours can pull it off. He's too skinny."

Justin heard this and grinned smugly as he wrapped an arm around Elena's waist. My expression turned cold. I wanted to expose their lies by clapping back in Ruskian, but Justin suddenly yelped.

He pretended to trip over the long trouser leg and came flying straight toward me. His body slammed into my shoulder. I had no time to dodge before the force sent me crashing hard to the floor.

With my balance thrown off, both knees slammed hard into the shattered glass steps beside me. The shards immediately cut into my skin, and blood started streaming down my calves.

Elena rushed forward, shielding Justin protectively in her arms. Only after making sure he was unharmed did she turn to me and ask gently, "Benjamin, are you okay?"

She made no move to help me up. Instead, she turned back to Justin and quietly reassured him in Ruskian. "Thank goodness the suit didn't get dirty. Otherwise, he'd make a scene again later."

Elena had clearly seen the blood pouring from my knees, yet she had no desire to help me. All she cared about was the suit another man was wearing and whether I was going to act out like some bitter, jealous husband.

Frankly, at that moment, all the pain that once clung to my heart suddenly vanished.

This was what it meant to feel so thoroughly disappointed with someone that all I could feel was numbness.

I braced myself against the wall and got back on my feet.

Seeing that I was steady, Elena finally made a half-hearted attempt to help me.

I slapped her hand away and walked out without looking back. In the end, I took a cab to a nearby hospital alone.

The doctor used tweezers to remove the shards of glass embedded in my wounds. The pain was so intense that I broke out in cold sweat.

Suddenly, my phone vibrated inside my pocket. Grandpa had texted me.

"Benji, my company will be signing a contract with Sawyer Corporation. Consider it your wedding gift."