I Proposed To Him, The Comments Told Me His Heart Belonged To Her

The moment I found out I was only the adopted daughter, I knew what I had to do: get married before the biological one showed up.

I kicked open Grant Prescott’s office door. “Hey, idiot. Congratulations. I’ve decided to let you marry me.”

The second the words left my mouth, comments flooded my vision.

[LMAO, the male lead already fell for the biological daughter at first sight. The adopted one looks like such a joke right now.]

[The male lead is literally the one who tracked down the biological daughter. He wants someone who matches his status, and he already sent her back to the Whitmores.]

[Later she keeps trying to sabotage the biological daughter to win him back. In the end, the male lead and the Whitmores destroy her: they break her limbs and throw her in a psych ward.]

Every drop of blood in my body went cold.

Grant tipped his chair back, watching me with that lazy half-smile he did so well.

“Didn’t you tell me you wouldn’t marry me if I were the last man alive?”

I snapped out of it, snatched the papers off his desk, and hurled them at his face. Then I ran.

“God, I was kidding. You actually believed that? You really are an idiot.”

Something behind Grant’s eyes went still.