Millionaire heir Derek Chase had hidden his wealth for three years. Now, he was going to confess his love to a gold digger.

He claimed he'd finally found his true love, someone who didn't care about his money.

I scoffed and threw a million dollars right in the gold digger's face. She immediately lit up and scrambled toward her new sugar daddy.

But the man she latched onto turned out to be abusive. Pregnant with his child, she was beaten to death.

Later, Derek, by then my husband, choked me like a madman. His eyes were bloodshot as he pushed me off a cliff.

"Tiffany's dead because of you, you venomous witch!"

When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day Derek planned to confess to the gold digger.

This time, I packed my bags for Cambridge. Let the fool chase his "true love." I wouldn't stand in his way!

After the SATs, Derek finally revealed his true identity as a millionaire heir and successfully proposed to the gold-digger, Tiffany Reid.

Our classmates suggested a party to celebrate, but I slipped away quietly.

"Ava Sterling, stop!" Derek called out.

I kept walking, but he caught up and grabbed my wrist, his grip tight enough to bruise bone.

"What's this? Playing hard to get?" He frowned. "I just came to tell you I'm not going to Cambridge. I promised Tiffany I'd go to community college with her."

When I stayed silent, his voice softened slightly.

"Tiffany is the woman I'm going to marry! You need to let go."

Just then, Tiffany sauntered over in her high heels and clung to Derek's arm, putting on a show of fragility. She swung a soda can in one hand, her eyes daring me.

"Derek, I know you and Ava grew up together. But you're my fianc now. You need to keep your distance from her. A relationship has no room for three people."

Derek shot me a triumphant look and pulled Tiffany closer.

"Don't worry, Tiffany. You're my everything! She means nothing to me."

Then, Derek turned back to me, his voice final.

"Stop wasting your time, Ava. Nothing will ever happen between us."

I just smiled.

I remembered how, before he met Tiffany, he'd always told me he hoped we'd go to the same university.

That's why I'd studied so hard. So I could go to Cambridge with him.

And now, just to please her, he was throwing it all away.

Such a spineless man wasn't worth holding onto.

When I didn't respond, Tiffany suddenly "slipped," and the entire soda spilled all over my portfolio.

"Oops! Ava, why did you push me?"

I was stunned. "Seriously? You're still pulling these cheap tricks? You ruined my work on purpose!"

Derek immediately jumped to her defense.

"Ava, stop pretending to be innocent! Tiffany is the kindest person I know. How dare you accuse her!"

Tiffany leaned into his embrace, tears welling in her eyes. "Derek, my ankle... it hurts. But please don't blame her. I understand Ava is just... jealous."

Derek completely lost it. Right in front of everyone, he lifted Tiffany's chin and locked her into a passionate kiss.

The crazy part? While he was making out with Tiffany, he was still grabbing my arm, not letting me leave.

He didn't release my arm until he'd finished kissing her for a solid five minutes. Then he turned to me.

"See this? Tiffany is my true love. If you dare bully her again, don't expect our childhood bond to mean anything."

Their lips were swollen and red. The sight made me sick.

Aside from his looks and his parents' money, that man brought nothing to the table.

Then he pulled a pen from his pocket and threw it at my feet.

"Here, take this back!"

I recognized it instantly. It was the birthday gift I'd given him when I was fifteen.

I'd bought two, telling him,, "I'll definitely go to Cambridge with you someday!"

Now, Derek ground that very pen under his heel, crushing it right before my eyes.