"Hunter, put it on Faye."
It was the first time Hunter Warren personally put the ring on her.
The tenderness in his eyes, she could never forget.
Grandma said: "Faye, this ring is a Warren Family heirloom.
Wearing it means you’re the daughter-in-law of the Warren Family, and you should never take it off for a lifetime."
"Alright, Grandma, I promise you, in this life and the next, I will never take it off."
And the last words Grandma said before she passed were: "You two take care, I’ll bless you from heaven."
Thinking of the past, tears moisten Faye Townsend’s eyes.
"You forgot your promise to my grandmother, didn’t you," Hunter Warren looked at her angrily.
Faye’s face became a bit calmer as she looked at him: "Wasn’t it you who gave up on me?
I just feel... some things should be returned to their rightful owner."
"Wasn’t it you who forced me to give up on you?
Think about it with a clear conscience; what exactly have you done?
If I hadn’t seen it myself, I wouldn’t believe you could be such a woman."
Faye slowly placed her hand over her heart.
"I swear on my parents’ lives, with a clear conscience.
I, Faye Townsend, have never done anything to wrong you.
Believe it or not, it’s irrelevant to me now.
You can project your assumptions onto me however you want.
Anyway, I don’t care anymore.
Second Master Warren, may I leave now?"
She looked at him icily for a moment, then pushed him aside and walked out the door.
Back in the bustling banquet hall, she once again became the center of attention.
Oliver Turner approached her with a wine glass: "How did it go?"
Faye pursed her lips: "Alright, where’s Zenia?"
"As soon as you two went in, she headed towards the restroom."
Faye didn’t take the wine glass Oliver Turner offered but turned directly towards the restroom.
When she entered, Zenia Yates was staring blankly at the mirror.
Seeing her, Zenia involuntarily took a step back: "Faye."
Faye gave her a cold side glance and went in, pushing each stall door.
Finding no one inside, she returned to the mirror to wash her hands.
"Feeling wronged?" She looked at Zenia in the mirror.
Zenia moved to her right side: "Faye, why do this to me?
Don’t you think you’re being too much?"
"Too much? It seems your parents never taught you what ’too much’ truly is.
Then let me tell you now.
Compared to everything you’ve done to me, I think I’ve been too kind.
I just let others know the truth that you stole your best friend’s husband, and you can’t accept it?"
Faye smiled as she looked at her, "When more truths come to light in the future, I’m afraid you won’t survive.
The moment you betrayed me to be by Hunter Warren’s side, you should have known you were entering a lion’s den.
Without some courage, you won’t make it out alive."
She finished speaking, turned, took a paper towel to dry her hands, and walked out.
Zenia called out anxiously: "Why did you have to do this to me tonight?
Why do you have to frame me?
Faye, I know it was wrong to take your husband.
But why use the ring to frame me?"
Faye turned back and laughed slyly at her.
"Why... you know very well in your heart, don’t you?
I’m just doing it to mess with you.
I still have the same old saying, you won’t find happiness unless I’m happy."
"How can you say that?
Even if I wronged you in the past,
but now... now that you’re already divorced...