The Diary That Revealed Everything

Panic flashed across Blake's eyes, but he quickly composed himself and replaced it with confusion. "You're doubting me? Noelle and I grew up together. We've known each other so long that we just sometimes forget our boundaries. It's not what you think."

Even now, he still refused to admit it.

Thinking back carefully, the signs had been there all along. Ever since I started dating Blake, no matter where we went, it was always the three of us together.

He could never remember my birthday, yet every year at midnight, he never failed to send Noelle birthday wishes right on time. I could not eat spicy food, but every dish he ordered was loaded with chili because Noelle liked it.

Whenever Noelle got her period, he would immediately give her time off work. When I was in so much pain that I nearly slammed into walls, he merely told me to "tough it out" and reminded me not to be late for meetings.

Noelle and I had both stayed by Blake's side while he built the company from scratch. However, after the company went public, Noelle's salary became twice mine.

It wasn't like I had never argued or gotten jealous before.

Blake always used the same excuse. "Noelle and I have known each other for years, and she's your friend too. I can't treat her unfairly."

Friends? The way he looked at her was gentler than the way he had ever looked at me.

…

Blake told me to go home first and calm down before dragging me away from the venue. But after driving me back to the apartment, he immediately left again.

Before leaving, he said, "Noelle already feels terrible getting dumped just before her wedding. What you said earlier upset her so badly it affected the baby. I'm going to check on her for you."

His entire focus was on Noelle.

He never once considered how I felt at that moment.

…

After getting home, I stumbled upon a diary. Every single page had a plane ticket attached to it—tickets from Blake flying to Haverland, and below them were handwritten notes from him.

"Noelle got transferred to the overseas branch. Got to go see her and make sure she's okay."

"Business trip to Haverland. Stayed for three days, but honestly, I just wanted to see her."

I flipped to the page dated on our third anniversary. When I read the entry, my tears finally broke free.

"I struggled with it for a long time, but I ultimately confessed my love for her. Turns out she liked me too. I didn't want to lose her. Noelle couldn't bear seeing Dawn heartbroken, so she told me not to break up with her. I agreed.

"She finally slept with me tonight. Compared to Dawn, my body seems to like her more."

…

That day, I had called Blake more than ten times. He rejected every single call.

In the end, he only sent me one cold message. "Busy. Stop bothering me."

So, that was what he had been busy with—sleeping with my best friend and his so-called "dear friend."

I flipped to the final page of the diary. The entry had been written only a few days ago.

"Noelle's pregnant. How dare she marry some random guy? No way I'm letting her go!"

Tucked inside the diary was a pregnancy test report, and under the father's name, "Blake Keller" was clearly written.

My fingers trembled violently as I gripped the paper tighter.

…

The day Blake found out Noelle was pregnant, he immediately flew to Haverland. He had even deliberately approved leave for me, asking me to care for Noelle there and also help her plan the wedding.

And that "jerk" who abandoned her at the altar?

Blake drove him away himself. He was adamant about making Noelle his wife.

My phone suddenly rang. It was my mother calling again to urge me about the wedding. "Dawn, when are you and Blake returning to the country? The whole family's waiting to attend the wedding!"

"Mom, I'm not marrying Blake." Before she could start yelling, I continued calmly, "Don't worry. The wedding will still happen as planned."

It was just that the groom would be someone else.

The Wedding Would Go On

I spent the entire night reading that diary.

Two years. More than a hundred plane tickets. Every single page carried Noelle's name.

…

By morning, I was standing outside Noelle's apartment.

Blake's leather shoes sat by the entrance, and laughter drifted lightly from the kitchen. The same Blake who had never once cooked for me was now wearing an apron, making soup for Noelle.

Noelle wrapped her arms around his waist from behind. "You should go check on Dawn. She must be really upset being alone right now."

Blake's tone was indifferent, like he was talking about someone completely unimportant. "I dare her to be upset. You're pregnant, and she didn't even bother taking care of you. Now, she expects me to coax her?

"Noelle… I don't think I ever liked Dawn that much. Not in the past, not now. She's never compared to you."

Those words pierced straight through my heart.

Five years together.

I had stayed by his side while he built his company from nothing. I watched him rise step by step until the company finally went public. And in the end, all I got was a casual "I never liked her that much."

I couldn't hold it in anymore. My slap landed hard across Blake's face. "Blake Keller, we're done. I'm giving you two my blessing."

Noelle hurried forward to stop me. "Dawn, you're getting the wrong idea. He just—"

I threw the pregnancy report and diary straight at her face. "That baby belongs to Blake, doesn't it? Do you two have any shame at all?"

Blake bent down and calmly picked everything up, his expression terrifyingly composed. "So what, Dawn? Our wedding's next week. If we break up now, how will you explain it to your family?"

Noelle immediately burst into tears. "I'm sorry, Dawn. I'll end the pregnancy right away."

Blake instantly pulled her into his arms and glared at me coldly. "Don't you dare! Dawn Nichols, you had an abortion before—who knows if you can even still have children. You should be thanking Noelle instead.

"The fact that I'm still willing to go through with the wedding with you is already more than generous enough. You're such a slut—who else other than me would even want you?"

Noelle tried to cover his mouth, but it was already too late. I froze completely as warmth flooded my eyes.

When I was 19, I got pregnant with my ex-boyfriend's child.

The abortion damaged my body badly, and the doctor told me it would be difficult for me to ever get pregnant again.

After I returned to school, rumors spread everywhere. People said I had loose morals. They claimed I had become some rich man's sugar baby and gotten knocked up.

I posted explanation after explanation online, but nobody believed me. I was isolated. Bullied. No matter where I went, people pointed at me behind my back.

There were several times when I nearly died.

But back then, Noelle stayed by my side. Again and again, she pulled me back from the edge.

Later, she introduced Blake to me.

He never believed those rumors. Whenever he heard people talking badly about me, he would rush forward and fight them for my sake.

The day we got together caused an uproar across the entire university. Everyone said Blake had lost his mind. After all, why would the campus heartthrob date a girl with a "stained past"?

But he held my hand tightly and said, "Dawn's the best girl in the world. I wish I could give her everything."

I believed him. But now, the same man who once pulled me out of hell with his own hands was calling me dirty.

I looked into Blake's eyes. Those eyes had once been filled with tenderness. Now, there was nothing left inside them except coldness.

"Blake… back then, you said you didn't believe those rumors. You said you felt sorry for me. What about now?"

Blake said nothing, but his eyes had already given me the answer.

Seeing the utterly shattered look on my face, Noelle finally panicked. "Dawn, don't take it seriously. Blake was just angry and talking nonsense…"

She reached for my hand, but rage exploded inside me as I violently shoved her away.

A cry of pain rang out.

She fell to the floor, clutching her stomach as her face turned deathly pale. "My stomach… it hurts…"

Before I could even react, a violent force slammed into me.

Blake shoved me hard against the table, knocking over a glass cup. The shattered pieces stabbed deep into my palm. Blood instantly poured out, and the pain made my entire body tremble uncontrollably.

Blake scooped Noelle into his arms and roared at me with bloodshot eyes. "If anything happens to Noelle or the baby, I'm coming for you, Dawn! And you can forget about ever having that wedding!"

Without sparing me another glance, he rushed out with Noelle in his arms. I remained kneeling amid the shattered mess, my hands covered in blood.

What Blake still didn't know was that even without him, the wedding would still go on.

An Insane Decision

That same night, I flew back home. The moment I landed, I texted my groom. "I'm back. We'll get the marriage certificate tomorrow."

The reply came instantly. "Okay."

Back then, Blake had dumped every single wedding arrangement onto me, claiming he was too busy with work and told me to make all the decisions myself.

So I took the liberty of changing the groom.

…

On the wedding day, I walked downstairs in my wedding dress to find a black bridal car parked outside the house.

Blake had somehow rushed back as well, a bouquet of red roses in his hands.

His expression was much softer than before, even carrying a hint of nervousness. "Dawn, what happened before was my fault. I'm all yours today. I'll cooperate and finish the wedding with you, okay?"

Before I could answer, he continued laying out conditions. "But you have to promise me you won't make things difficult for Noelle anymore. She still cares about you."

The way he said it sounded almost charitable. And it was obvious he was doing this more for Noelle's sake than mine.

I simply shook my head. "Don't bother."

Blake assumed I was still throwing a tantrum. Frowning, he grabbed my wrist and dragged me toward the car. "Let's go."

"Blake, let go of me…"

He ignored me completely and forcefully shoved me into the car. I slammed my hands against the window in panic. "Blake, let me out! Right now!"

"Dawn Nichols, today's our wedding day. Do you really have to make things this ugly?"

"Blake, you've got the wrong idea. The groom isn't—"

I had barely opened my mouth when Blake's phone rang. Noelle's crying instantly drowned out my voice. "Blake, my car got hit… I'm so scared. Is the baby going…"

Blake turned grim at once. "I'll be right there!"

At that, he yanked the steering wheel sharply, turning the car around before speeding off like a madman.

Grief and fury rushed straight to my head. I pounded against the car window so hard my palms turned red. "Blake, let me out! I need to get to the wedding!"

Blake frowned tightly and snapped at me, "Noelle was in a car accident, and all you care about is the wedding? The ceremony's canceled! Your best friend's hurt and you don't even care? Are you really that desperate to get married?"

I stared at his bloodshot eyes, my voice hoarse. "What does it matter to me whether she lives or dies?"

Blake said nothing and floored the gas. The car whipped around a sharp turn, and my head slammed violently into the window glass. A sharp pain exploded across my forehead as blood streamed down instantly.

He froze for a second, but he still did not stop the car. Grinding his teeth, he snapped, "I told you to sit still, but you just had to keep acting up!"

Blood flowed into my eyes, turning the entire world red.

The car sped faster and faster.

Despair and hatred spread through me like poisonous vines. Taking a deep breath, I made a completely insane decision.

Blake was still warning me coldly. "Don't even think about me letting you out. And when we see Noelle later, you'd better apologize to her—"

Before he could finish, I shoved the car door open.

Violent wind rushed inside as the skirt of my wedding dress was swept out into the air. Blake's eyes widened in panic. "Dawn! What are you doing?"

I didn't give him any time to react.

I jumped.

The moment my body flew into the air, unbearable pain crashed into me. All I could hear was the roar of the wind beside my ears. And behind me, Blake's heartbroken scream tore through the air.

"Dawn!"