# Chapter 98: When the Truth Shatters the Mask
Hello everyone, it's me again! How are you all doing? Today I will continue to walk with you and review Chapter 98 of "REMARRIED AFTER I SECRETLY DIVORCED THE CEO". Oh, my dear readers, prepare your hearts because this chapter is a storm of emotions—a raw, unfiltered collision between pride and vulnerability, between the cold face of power and the desperate whisper of a love that was never meant to be.
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Autumn lay in a daze, her consciousness floating somewhere between sleep and wakefulness. The soft hum of the lounge air conditioner blended with the muffled sounds of the symposium outside. But then, something sharp cut through the haze—voices. A woman's voice, trembling with barely contained fury and hurt. The words were muffled at first, but soon they grew clearer, like a storm approaching from a distance.
Vivian White stood at the lounge door, her silhouette rigid against the soft light filtering through the frosted glass. Her hand hovered near the handle, but she didn't knock. She simply stared at the tightly closed entrance as if it held all the answers she feared to know. Finally, she turned to face the man beside her—Keith Sinclair, her so-called fiancé—and the question that had been burning in her chest for weeks finally escaped her lips.
"Keith," she said, her voice cracking despite her best efforts to remain composed, "who is that woman inside? What's your relationship with her?"
The words hung in the air like a fragile thread, ready to snap.
Vivian's mind raced back to the last symposium. She had seen it with her own eyes—Keith carrying a woman out of the venue, his arms wrapped around her as if she were the most precious thing in the world. And it wasn't just her who saw it. Dozens of guests had witnessed that scene, their whispers turning into a wildfire of gossip that consumed Vivian's dignity.
Back then, she had stepped forward, her smile fixed like a mask, and explained that the woman was just a friend of Keith's who had fainted. She had smoothed things over, swallowed her pride, and pretended everything was fine. But now? Now he had done it again. In broad daylight, in front of everyone, he had carried another woman into this very lounge. And this time, Vivian couldn't pretend.
She had tried. Oh, how she had tried. When curious guests asked who the mysterious woman was, Vivian smiled and said she was a friend of the family. They nodded politely, but the moment she turned her back, the whispers began. They joked that the prince sure had a lot of "friends," and that he treated his female friends exceptionally well. Some even laughed and said they wanted to become Keith's friend too.
Vivian was a composed woman, trained in the art of diplomacy since childhood. But even she had limits. The gossip wasn't illegal, she knew that. She couldn't stop people from talking. But the humiliation—the slow, burning humiliation of being pitied and mocked behind her back—was something she could no longer endure. So she had come here, her heart pounding, determined to finally get an answer.
Keith lifted his eyelids slowly, his gaze falling on Vivian like a heavy stone. There was no warmth in his eyes, no trace of tenderness that a fiancé should have. Just cold, unyielding indifference.
"What does it have to do with you?" he asked, his voice flat, almost bored.
The words struck Vivian like a physical blow. Her face turned pale, the blood draining from her cheeks. For a moment, she swayed, the pressure in the air so thick it made it hard to breathe. She bit her lip, forcing herself to steady her trembling voice.
"Keith, I'm your fiancée," she said, each word a struggle. "When you do things like this, it puts me in a very awkward position."
Even if their engagement was a marriage arranged by the elders, everyone in their circle already knew about it. Vivian had grown up believing that one day she would marry Keith Sinclair. She had loved him since she was a little girl, watching him from afar, dreaming of the day he would finally notice her. And when the engagement rumors began, she thought her dreams had come true.
But now, watching him stand there with that cold expression, she realized how foolish she had been.
If Keith kept carrying other women around in public, she would become a laughingstock. Did her dignity not matter to him at all? Did she mean nothing?
But Keith didn't hesitate. He tore off her mask with brutal precision, leaving her exposed and bleeding.
"Vivian," he said, his tone cutting like a blade, "don't think I don't know what you're really up to. Stop pretending to be pitiful in front of me. Our family never acknowledged that engagement. It was your family who insisted on leaking it to the public."
Vivian's breath caught in her throat. She wanted to interrupt, to defend herself, but the words wouldn't come.
"My grandfather's gone," Keith continued, his voice growing colder, "and now you want to use his name as leverage? You and your family know exactly what you're trying to get out of this."
He knew everything. He had always known.
Keith remembered clearly that while his grandfather was close with the White family's patriarch, Gaylord White, he had never once mentioned anything about a marriage agreement between their families. Not a single word. But not long after his grandfather passed away, the White family ran into trouble with a major project. And at that exact time, rumors began to spread about a marriage agreement between the White and Sinclair families.
It wasn't hard to guess who was behind it.
The White family wanted to leverage the Sinclair name to weather their crisis. Since the two families had once been close, the Sinclairs chose not to publicly refute the rumors—out of respect for the past, nothing more. But that didn't mean the Sinclairs would let the Whites keep taking advantage of them indefinitely.
Vivian's face turned even paler, if that was possible. She leaned weakly against the wall, her legs barely able to support her. The shock crashed over her like a tidal wave, drowning her in a sea of bitter realization.
She had always thought that Keith let the engagement rumors spiral because he liked her. She had convinced herself that his silence was consent, that his indifference was just his way of being cautious. She had believed, with all her heart, that deep down, he cared.
But it had all been in her head.
Keith had never liked her. Not once. It had all been one-sided—a fantasy she had built around a man who had never given her any reason to hope.
"Keith," she whispered, her voice barely audible, "since the whole world already knows about it, can you at least consider the history between our families and not make it worse for me? I'm begging you, please?"
She was practically begging now, her pride shattered, her dignity stripped away. Even though the White family had orchestrated the entire engagement drama, she still believed that the Sinclair family's silence had played a part in making it public knowledge. She felt, in her desperate heart, that the Sinclairs bore some responsibility too.
But Keith's expression remained unchanged. He looked at her as if she were a stranger, someone he had never truly known.
And in that moment, Vivian White understood a painful truth: some love is born from silence, and it dies in the very same vast silence that gave it life. Her dreams, her hopes, her years of waiting—they all crumbled into dust at her feet.
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## Reader's Impressions & Star Rating
Oh, my heart! This chapter was absolutely devastating in the most beautiful way. Watching Vivian's world shatter was both painful and cathartic. I felt her desperation, her humiliation, and the crushing weight of realizing that the man she loved never felt the same way. Keith's cold, brutal honesty was necessary, but it still stung. This chapter is a masterclass in emotional storytelling—it shows how love can blind us to the truth, and how sometimes the kindest thing we can do is to stop pretending. I'm giving this chapter a solid ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ Rating: 4.8 / 5 Stars.
## Next Chapter Prediction
Oh, I have a feeling the storm is far from over! Now that Vivian knows the truth about the engagement, she might lash out in unexpected ways. Will she confront her family? Will she try to win Keith's heart anyway, now that she knows the playing field? And what about Autumn, still half-asleep in that lounge? If she wakes up and hears what just happened, will she finally understand the depth of Keith's hidden feelings for her? Brace yourselves, dear readers—the next chapter is bound to be explosive!
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