Chapter 73 A Chance Encounter With Randall

My gaze flickered for a moment. Of course, I longed for freedom. But back then, swept up in love and driven by certain circumstances, I ended up in an arranged marriage. Honestly, I didn't want to admit it. Yet, seeing her expression—a mix of disbelief and disdain—something stubborn sparked in me. People often asked: which was worse, never having had something or losing it after you'd had it? For me, the real pain came from being so close to having it, only to lose it at the last second. Like scoring 59 out of 100 on an exam where 60 was the passing grade—just shy of success. Yvette said I wasn't that kind of person, but I insisted I was. I wanted her to believe her bias so strongly that she'd miss out on me because of it—for life. Honestly, if I went head-to-head with Yvette, I wouldn't stand a chance. I didn't have the energy to fight her, either. But little acts of subtle revenge, like this one, where I could make her slightly uncomfortable? Those were too tempting to resi