Keep My Broken Fiancé

Summary

I was curled up in Oliver’s lap, casually scrolling through engagement ring designs on my iPad, when the news of Sylvia’s bankruptcy broke.

The local socialite group chats were alive with venomous glee, mocking the spectacular fall of Boston’s once-untouchable golden girl.

I tilted my head back, pressing a light kiss to his jawline, and teased, "So, Sylvia is back in town and completely broke. Aren't you going to play the knight in shining armor?"

He didn't even look up from my hand, his fingers idly tracing the curve of my knuckles. A soft, dismissive scoff escaped his lips.