Yet a few days later, I saw Dora’s social media post. In the photo, she was riding my meticulously trained purebred horse, while Leonardo stood beside her, smiling.
“Leonardo knew I needed a good horse, so he specially sent me one. Being spoiled like this feels amazing!”
I clenched my fists.
When I rushed to the stables, Dora was parading my horse before Leonardo, looking every bit like she was reveling in her privilege.
“You have no right to ride it,” I said coldly.
Seeing me, Dora immediately put on her pitiful act and bit her lips gently. Her eyes welled up with tears.
“Leonardo, did I do something wrong? Why does Madeline seem so upset?”
Leonardo casually pulled her into his arms. His tone was impatient. “It’s just a horse. It belongs to you. Won’t it be mine sooner or later? What’s the harm in letting Dora ride it now?”
I could hardly believe his shamelessness.
“Who told you it would be yours?”
Leonardo sneered. His tone dripped with mockery. “Madeline, what’s yours is mine. Your stables will serve our family in the end.”
I glanced at the riding crop beside me, grabbed it, and lashed it hard against the saddle.
The startled horse reared up sharply, throwing Dora to the ground.
She landed awkwardly. Her dress was stained with dust, and a flicker of panic appeared in her eyes.
“Madeline, you’re acting more and more like a shrew! With a temper like this, you’re completely unworthy of being my wife!”
Leonardo glared at me furiously.
I looked at him coldly.
“Leonardo, you’ve underestimated my ability to be ruthless. I hate it the most when someone takes my sincerity and repeatedly tramples it. I don’t love you anymore. And I will never marry you.”
Leonardo stiffened. He had never seen me like this before. In the past, no matter how much I caused a scene, I would always give in eventually. But this time, I was absolutely resolute in cutting ties with him.
He instinctively reached out to grab me, but just then, Dora started sobbing. “Leonardo, it hurts so much. My leg is bleeding.”
Leonardo stood still, his eyes flashing with fury and a twisted sense of confidence. He clenched his jaw and spoke in a deep and threatening voice.
“Madeline, you’ll come crying to me soon enough! Don’t think I don’t know your little tricks!”
