He Invited His Poor Ex-Wife To His Wedding To Disgrace Her, But She Came In A Rolls-Royce

“You remind me what peace looks like,” he said softly. “Not the loud kind. The kind that makes your chest feel like home.”

Goi lowered her gaze. “I am scared.”

“I know,” Emma said. “But I am not Chik. I will not break your heart.”

It took time, but eventually Goi said yes to coffee. Then to dinner. Then to Sunday walks in the evening.

One day, sitting under a tree in the park, she asked him, “Why me? You could have chosen anyone.”