My Funreal 68

Chapter 68 Shock–Chaos at the Gala! 

uckily, just then, a group of staff walked by carrying a large screen. It blocked her from view. 

Cael didn’t see her. 

Alright, get ready. I’ll be there soon.” 

Jova watched him get in his car, her eyes red. “No need. I’ll drive myself.” 

ael paused, his fingers hovering over his seatbelt. He sensed something was off. “Are you feeling okay? I can take you to the hospital first.” 

o he could tell when she was upset. 

ll this time, she’d thought he didn’t care–that’s why he left her alone, cheated on her, let her cry herself to sleep, let others mock her. 

I’m fine.” Nova took a deep breath, her voice breaking. “I’m already in my car. I’ll drive myself. Don’t come.” 

he was too stubborn to back down. Kael didn’t argue, just sighed. “Drive carefully.” 

Mm.” 

lova hung up. Once his car was out of sight, she pulled away, heading for the gala venue. 

leanwhile, in the VIP room on the top floor of the auction house, Corin watched Nova’s car disappear before turning away. 

friend joked, “Splurging on those two items–who’s the lucky girl? Your girlfriend?” 

Obviously,” someone else teased. 

orin smiled, saying nothing. 

1st then, Jaxs walked in, lowering his voice. “Mr. Thorne, we told the staff to let Ms… uh, her know she can pick up the items tomorrow or the day after.” 

le’d thought Corin had promised to stay out of Nova’s business. But here he was, dropping millions to get her the items she’d lost. 

axs knew Corin had feelings for Nova–he just held back because of Kael, afraid to cause her trouble. 

le hesitated, then asked softly, “Will you be here when she comes? To see her?” 

No.” Corin refused, shooting him a sharp look. “Mind your own business.” 

axs‘ sweat dropped. He glanced at the coffee cup on the table–Geisha. 

Corin had always said he hated it. 

Typical–saying one thing and doing another. 

But he didn’t dare push it. Before leaving, he added, “Kael and Nova are celebrating their tenth anniversary tonight… at a gala.” 

Corin’s face darkened. 

Jaxs sighed and left. 

Ten years. 

Corin’s eyes were unreadable as he rolled the words around in his mind. 

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He Cried at My Funeral. I Laughed at His Gala 

Chapter 68 Shock–Chaos at the Gala! 

They’d been together since they were seventeen–ten years of their lives. 

Their love must have been deep. 

He let out a bitter laugh, pushing the coffee cup away and asking the waiter for a glass of champagne. 

He’d promised himself to stay away. 

But when he saw her disappointment–missing the items she loved, mocked by Sloane–he couldn’t stand it. 

Corin swallowed hard, downing the champagne in one gulp. A faint redness tinged the corners of his eyes. 

Half an hour later, Nova arrived at the gala. 

Kael knew she loved the ocean, so he’d booked the event on a cruise ship. 

It was also where he’d proposed to her. 

Back then, the fireworks in the sky hadn’t been half as bright as the love in his eyes. 

But four years later, standing here again, all Nova felt was cold. 

Kael must have been sent by fate to torture her–always finding new ways to break her heart. 

The sea breeze blew against her face, carrying a chill. She pulled herself together and walked forward. 

From a distance, she spotted Kael’s tall figure. The night softened his sharp edges, making him look gentle, even tender. 

‘eople stared at him, some even working up the courage to ask for his number. He turned them all down, his expression cold. 

He was waiting for her. 

Tova blinked hard, fighting back tears. 

Ince, she would have run to him, jumping into his arms, begging for a hug. 

Jut now? Now she was exhausted–her heart too heavy to move. 

Nova!” Kael saw her, striding over with a grin, his face lit up with adoration. 

le ruffled her hair, “Why didn’t you call when you arrived? Where’s your car? I’ll go park it for you.” 

Je started to walk away, but Nova grabbed his arm. Her throat felt tight. “I already parked it.” 

Cael frowned, confused. Since when could she park by herself? 

Tova didn’t explain. She just walked toward the cruise ship, leaving him behind. 

she’d never been good at parking. Every time she drove to work, she’d call Kael, begging until he came down to help. 

Then he’d started seeing Sloane. He didn’t have time for her anymore, telling her, “Learn to do it yourself. I can’t always help you.” 

All she’d wanted was to spend a little more time with him. But he’d seen it as a nuisance. 

After that, she never asked for his help again. She didn’t want to humiliate herself. 

Nova let out a bitter laugh. 

Kael watched her lonely back, a strange ache in his chest. He hurried after her, taking her hand. “I got you a dress–want to see it?” 

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Nova nodded, her voice flat. 

Her coldness made his heart sink, then he squeezed her hand tighter. 

In the dressing room, a server held up a mermaid–style gown covered in pink sequins. The light caught them, making the dress sparkle. 

Nova’s eyes flickered. 

Gasps filled the room. 

“That’s by lan! The famous designer! It’s priceless!” 

“Mr. Voss really spoils his wife–dropping seven figures on a dress like it’s nothing!” 

Ugh, I’m so jealous…” 

Their envy rang in her ears, but all Nova felt was bitterness. She thought back to the auction house that morning–Kael dropping millions on Sloane, stealing tems just to make her happy. That’s what real favoritism looked like. 

What a joke! 

she reached out, brushing her fingers over the sequins, her throat tight. 

Suddenly, warmth pressed against her back. Kael wrapped his arms around her waist, his voice low and hoarse. “Try it on? You’ll look beautiful.” 

His breath tickled her ear. Nova pulled away, as if burned. “I’ll go change.” 

She asked the server to take the dress to the fitting room, hurrying away before he could say anything else. 

Cael’s hands hung in mid–air. He stared at her back, a mix of disappointment and frustration bubbling up. 

he was pulling away from him–more and more each day. 

le frowned, a feeling of defeat washing over him. He’d never felt so powerless. 

Tova took her time in the fitting room. When she finally came out, the dress fit her perfectly–accentuating her curves, making her look radiant. 

Cael’s eyes lit up the second he saw her. He walked over, his Adam’s apple bobbing. “You’re stunning.” 

Tova looked down, stepping away from his touch. “Let’s go. The guests are waiting.” 

Cael grabbed her hand, pressing a kiss to her knuckles. His voice was soft, pleading. “Baby, I know you’re still mad about last night. Can’t you give me a chance o make it up to you? 

I have a gift for you later–something I know you’ll love.” 

fis eyes were bright, his words sweet. Nova’s heart trembled. 

She just whispered, “Let’s go.” 

Kael bit his lip, but didn’t push it. He laced his fingers with hers and led her toward the gala. 

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