Chapter 3The Snow Mountain Affair

I knew he loved Sienna.

Throughout high school, I was always a peripheral student.

Sienna was the beautiful, bright class president.

He excelled academically and came from a good family.

It was no surprise that Wesley and Sienna became a couple.

In our senior year of high school, our homeroom teacher and head of year even praised them as the most outstanding students.

Everyone expected the top scholar to be Wesley or Sienna.

To everyone’s surprise, that year’s top scholar was me.

When it was announced that I was the top scholar, the graduation class gathering buzzed with excitement.

I attended the reunion filled with anticipation, only to learn that Wesley and Sienna had gone on a trip.

Our homeroom teacher teased him, “Wesley, Sienna.”

“Don’t forget to invite me to your wedding when you graduate.”

Wesley, barely sixteen or seventeen, could converse effortlessly with adults.

“No problem, Mr. Davies.”

“We’ll give you a seat at the main table.”

I was disheartened for a long time. He and Sienna were together.

I thought that by becoming the top scholar of our year, I could finally catch his attention.

In college, Wesley majored in Computer Science.

Sienna studied Law.

They went from high school to college, inseparable for all four years of university.

When Wesley didn’t have classes, he would often walk Sienna to her law school lectures.

The Capital University campus bulletin board had a post.

It featured a photo of Wesley, dressed in a white shirt and black pants, radiating youthful ambition.

He was tall and lean, leaning against a tree outside the girls’ dormitory.

“Seeking info on this guy. I’ve been watching him for ages, he’s so handsome. Does anyone know him or have his contact info?”

Someone replied to the poster.

“Don’t bother asking, he’s taken.”

“He’s waiting for his girlfriend downstairs at the dorm.”

“He and his girlfriend have been together since high school. Give up, there’s no chance.”

“Wow, he’s like a devoted statue waiting for his wife. Such a passionate guy.”

In the first semester of senior year, Sienna chose to sacrifice their love to study abroad.

Young and headstrong, neither would back down, and they broke up.

I was surprised when I learned of their breakup.

For years, everyone thought they would end up together.

By the time we graduated college, Sienna had been abroad for quite a while.

That day, I was at a class reunion at a bar.

Wesley was there too.

He knew some students from our department; he’d been brought by a friend.

I secretly glanced at him several times.

After the party, he walked towards me.

I thought my secret crush hadn’t been so secret; he knew now.

During my four years of college, after learning about his relationship with Sienna, I rarely followed his news.

I thought I shouldn’t like him anymore.

Until we met again, and I found my heart still fluttered for him.

He raised an eyebrow, saying without reservation, “You like me?”

“Let’s exchange contact info.”

At that moment, I felt like a floating balloon, my heart soaring.

It wasn’t until we got married that I learned he had added me because he lost a game of truth or dare.

When Wesley said those words, my mind went blank.

“Didn’t you know I loved her before you married me?” His words echoed in my mind.

He looked at me, his expression calm.

My nose stung.

“Okay, Wesley.”

“I will interfere in your and Sienna’s affairs.”

Wesley knew I liked him, yet he didn’t hesitate to use my crush to hurt me.

His shoulder stiffened imperceptibly, and he picked up his pajamas, heading to the bathroom.

This was the most serious argument Wesley and I had had in our two years of marriage.

Usually, he was aloof and indifferent, so we barely ever fought.

We would both concede to each other.

I had dreamed of marrying Wesley, the object of my secret crush, throughout my youth, and I actually did.

But married life was nothing like I had imagined.

He didn’t love me; he married me only as a compromise with his family and on a momentary impulse.

After the fight, our relationship remained as usual, neither warm nor cold.