---- So, I asked, "Do you know how to cook?" He froze momentarily before saying, "Of course not. It's too much of a hassle. Once we're married, Ican hire a housekeeper if you don't feel like cooking." I closed my eyes and tried to hold back the disgust bubbling up inside me. He didn't even bother to fake it. That night, Ambrose took a phone call and left ina rush. Not long after, Nellie sent me a message. It was a mirror selfie, and she was wearing my wedding dress. Ambrose, on the other hand, was crouched beside her. He was carefully adjusting the hem. She wrote, "Oh no, what do I do now? Your fiancé says I look better in it." Nellie never missed a chance to flaunt. Back then, ---- she boasted about how much Kendrick adored her. Now, it was Ambrose. But I no longer cared about all this. Irose to my feet and headed straight for Ambrose's safe. I tried two combinations, yet both were wrong. After a moment of thought, I entered Nellie's birthday. Sure enough, the lock clicked open. Inside were a few documents, and I recognized them immediately. They were the files from the projects that had bankrupted my family. Ambrose had dumped 200 million dollars into rigging the deal, all to bring my family down. I couldn't help but marvel at just how far he could go for Nellie. My hands trembled as I picked up the documents. That was when I saw a journal lying beneath them. There was a four-leaf clover stamped on the cover. ---- I opened it to reveal Ambrose's handwriting. Every line was dripping with affection for Nellie. It turned out that he had fallen for her the moment he first saw her at my place. "She's the only one who matters. I'd give up everything for her. Even if I don't love Talitha, I can still tolerate being with her every day," he had written. My fingers lingered on the word "tolerate", tracing it again and again. A beat later, tears began streaming down my cheeks. At that moment, I received a text. It was a message confirming that my immigration paperwork was in process. On top of that, the plane ticket had been issued. I wiped my tears and decided to give Ambrose one hell of a wedding gift.