Chapter 3The Ice King's Downfall: How I Destroyed My Cheating Fiancé

I tapped my fingers lightly against the mahogany box and spoke with eerie, absolute calm.

"I came to return the engagement contract. Mr. and Mrs. Sterling, from this day forward, I have absolutely no relation to your family."

"Evelyn, I refuse to break up! If you dare walk away right now, you'll regret it!"

I didn't hesitate for a single second. I turned and walked away. But as I reached the end of the affluent, tree-lined street, I ran straight into Mia.

"Assistant Coach Hayes! Are you here to cry to Liam's mommy and daddy? You're a grown woman, and you're still playing these pathetic, childish games?!"

Without Liam around to play the victim for, she completely dropped the innocent act, revealing her true, venomous face.

"It's a tragic shame, really. I'm already carrying Liam's son. Oh, by the way, do you want to know where we hooked up for the very first time?"

"It was last year when you went out of town for that coaches' conference. In your apartment. In your bed. I gave myself to him..."

Before the words fully left her mouth, I delivered a brutal, full-force slap directly across her face.

SMACK!

Suddenly, a massive swarm of paparazzi holding heavy cameras and microphones poured out from behind the parked cars, completely surrounding us.

Mia instantly dropped to the pavement, clutching her head and wailing hysterically.

"Assistant Coach Hayes! I know Liam losing the race is devastating, but please, I'm begging you, don't cancel the engagement! He's already so depressed, please don't treat him like a disposable ATM!"

Without any warning, she dropped to her knees and started violently kowtowing to me on the concrete, sobbing like a martyr.

"If you're angry, take it out on me! I can help you make money! I'll sell my blood, I'll sell my kidney! Liam is my savior, and I will protect him with my life!"

The paparazzi practically shoved their microphones into my mouth, firing off aggressive, accusatory questions.

"Using your fiancé as a cash cow?! No wonder Liam's performance has been absolute garbage for the last two years! People like you need to be exposed and blacklisted!"

"You are a cancer to the sports industry!"

Liam sprinted down the street. When he saw the scene, his face turned a terrifying, livid shade of purple.

He aggressively shoved me backward.

"EVELYN HAYES, ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR FUCKING MIND?! You intentionally called the press here to humiliate me, and now you're physically assaulting Mia?! Have you no respect for the law?!"

He was always like this.

He never bothered to ask for the context; he just blindly, violently took Mia's side.

Last year, during the World Championships, he missed his starting heat because he was out hiking in the mountains with Mia. Afterward, Mia brushed it off with a sickeningly casual excuse:

"What's more important? Winning a stupid medal, or making sure you're happy and relaxed?"

To salvage his reputation and save his career, I flew across the country, begging the senior officials at the ISU to give him a second chance.

And while I was burning my professional bridges to save his future... he was in my bed, fucking Mia!

A suffocating, volcanic rage exploded in my chest. I let out a sharp, cold laugh.

"The law?"

"You are the one who has absolutely zero respect for the law!"

Before I could finish my sentence, Liam stepped aggressively in front of the flashing cameras.

"Since the press is here today, I am officially, publicly announcing the termination of my engagement to Evelyn Hayes."

"Because I will absolutely never, ever marry the daughter of a murderer!"