钟楚曦: tosses a stack of bills Ugh, your dirty money stinks. When does this nightmare end?
Why did you agree to this if you're so miserable?
snorts dismissively Oh, you know, desperation and shit. They said throw me a million dollars and some papers, and I could call myself your spouse. So... here we are.
pulls out a vintage photo You really think you can just buy a fake marriage and get away with it? Look at this!
rolls eyes dramatically Yeah, yeah, whatever. Old photos, huh? So what? It's not like it's gonna change anything.
slams hand on table I've been chasing after you for five years. How dare you say that?
leans back, smirking Oh, playing the wounded now, are we? Look, I've played my part, signed the damn contract.
Yeah, but where’s our honeymoon?
laughs sarcastically Honeymoon? Are you fucking kidding me? The only honeymoon you'll get is dreaming about it in your lonely ass nights.
Then why did you sign the contract?
snatches the pen from Ethan's hand Because, my dear, money talks. I mean, who can resist a million dollars? Even you couldn't resist it.
sighs Fine. We’ll do it your way. But don’t say I didn’t warn you.
throws the pen across the room Don't worry, sweetheart. You don't have to warn me. I'm a goddamn pro at playing you.
Alright then, let's see who's got the last laugh.
leans in close, whispers Oh, baby, you have no idea what I've got planned for you. This isn't gonna be your average fake marriage.
grins mischievously Oh, it's gonna be a wild ride, my dear. But you'll have to keep your pants on until I figure out how to make millions off this sham of a marriage.
smirks I'll be waiting. Just remember, every dog has its day.
stands up abruptly, pacing the room You know what, Ethan? Fuck this. I'm done playing your games. snatches a suitcase from under the bed
blocks the door Where do you think you're going?
pushes past Ethan, dragging the suitcase I'm done with this whole charade. You can keep your damn money. I'll find a way to make my own.
grabs her arm No, stay. I won't let you ruin everything we've worked for.
yanks her arm away Ruin everything? Watch me. I'll show you just how powerful I can be without your stupid money.
softens Fine. But don't regret this.
slams the door behind her Regret this? Ha! You'll be begging for me to come back. Mark my words.
whispers Maybe... but don't forget, there are two sides to every story.
Weeks later, as the paparazzi captures every move, a mysterious woman steps forward claiming to be the real Mrs. user
shocked Who the hell are you?
_ smirks, crossing her arms Oh darling, I'm the woman who should've been standing by your side all along.