I Slapped My Fiancé—Then Married His Billionaire Nemesis
Chapter 145 - 146 Memories
‘Happy birthday,’ he said again.
He placed it on the worktable.
The cake inside was tiny.
Four inches, maybe.
Enough for two.
The icing was smooth and white, with a single purple flower piped dead centre.
No glitter, no sprinkles.
Just that flower, neat, precise, a shade darker than amethyst.
Primrose, my birth flower.
I stared at it for a few seconds.
‘Thanks,’ I said quietly, before my voice could crack.
He lit a candle on top, just one, and grinned at me.
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