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The night before the wedding, Andrew Preston went to see Vivian Lane. Caught at the hotel, he said with righteous indignation, "I'm just saying goodbye to my youth. Don't make trouble out of nothing." The woman behind him looked pitiful, with a vivid red mark on her collarbone catching the eye. Back then, because of me, Andrew had been detained for fighting; Vivian had begged in the principal's office for an entire day. He always believed that it was Vivian who saved his future. Whatever she asked for, he felt he should give unconditionally. Even he himself could belong to her. Andrew said, "Charlotte Summers, don't be unreasonable. After tonight, I'll always be yours." I looked at him with disgust. "Get out. You're filthy. "And one more thing, the person who saved you back then was me," I snapped.