Chapter 69

Diana stood stiffly in place, feeling a chill that ran through her entire body. Beside her, Gabriella had been enjoying the drama and let a flicker of pride flash across her smug face. It was as if she was trying to say, "See? I'm the most important woman in Vincent's heart." As for Diana? She was nothing. So what if she held the title of Mrs. Hendrix? It didn't stop her from being crushed underfoot. The one who won a man's love was the real victor. Suddenly, Diana laughed. It was a laugh laced with bitter sarcasm and self-mockery. She slowly let go of Gabriella's hand, her smile tight and insincere. She said, "Since you like it so much, this ring is yours from this moment on. "But let me give you a piece of advice—don't wear shoes that don't fit. And you'd best not wear rings that aren't meant for you either. Be careful. If it cuts off circulation and won't come off, you might end up needing an amputation." Diana smirked and turned away. Behind her, Gabriella looked terrifi