Part 2The Battle for Our Vows

Sophia hadn't responded to my messages for a while.

I didn't pester her; instead, I went to inspect my project.

But as soon as I arrived on site, the manager stopped me.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Vance, but Ms. Reed has gifted the Galaxy Dome to Mr. Blake."

I frowned. "Are you sure?"

The manager gave an awkward smile.

"Absolutely. The transfer contract has already been signed. This dome now belongs to Mr. Blake, and Mr. Blake said..."

The manager's eyes darted towards me, his voice dropping.

"...that you, Mr. Vance, are not allowed entry..."

My fists trembled slightly—

The Galaxy Dome. I had personally designed it, overseen its construction, guided every single component.

Once completed, the entire dome would simulate the most realistic depiction of the Milky Way.

I had poured 365 days and nights into it, all as a birthday gift for myself.

Sophia had personally accompanied me to building material markets to confirm the panels; she knew all this...

Yet, with my birthday just around the corner, she gave away my brainchild...

This was a deliberate provocation...

"Mr. Vance?"

Blake's distinct accent sounded from behind me.

"Are you looking for Ms. Reed?"

He held his phone out to me.

"Ms. Reed is very busy lately. Here, add me. If you need anything, just tell me."

He tilted his chin up, looking down at me, every bit the master of the house.

I chuckled softly.

"Just tell you, huh?"

His eyes were full of self-assurance.

But I let out a cold laugh—

I have to go through another man to contact my own wife?

If I added him today, I'd be the one on the outside.

So, I snatched his phone.

And smashed it violently on the ground.

Shards flew everywhere. Blake exclaimed,

"Mr. Vance, are you crazy!"

"You guys,"

I coldly gestured to my men behind me.

"Tear it down!"

My men surged forward, grabbing nearby shovels and clubs left over from construction, and began to brutally attack the dome I had personally designed and supervised.

Tiles and glass shattered, some pieces flying directly at Blake.

He frantically dodged left and right, grabbing at every one of my men who passed him.

"Stop it! Ms. Reed gave this to me! She won't let you get away with this!"

"Ms. Reed?"

My men simply pushed him aside.

"We only answer to Mr. Vance!"

"You!"

Blake gritted his teeth.

He strode towards me.

"Make them stop! Didn't you design this yourself? Are you just going to watch your hard work get destroyed?"

"So, you do know I designed it, huh?"

I smiled, looking at him.

He caught his breath. "I... I only accepted Ms. Reed's gift because I admired your design. Otherwise, why would I want a building that's purely ornamental?

"Stop them, quickly, or the dome will be completely ruined!"

"Blake."

I grabbed him by the collar, forcing him to look at me.

"That's just how I operate: I'd rather destroy something than let someone else have it.

"You think I have the patience to watch a homewrecker like you lording it over in a building I designed? I'm not that magnanimous!"

With that, I slammed him to the ground.

Blake's knees scraped, oozing blood, and he winced in pain.

I looked at the ruins around us, kicked a piece of debris towards him, then turned and strode away with my men.

But as soon as I got home, I discovered that my wife, who had blocked me, had suddenly made a social media post visible to me again.