Domination in America, Starting from being a Boxing Champion-Chapter 450 - 376: The Final Grand Prize

Nokia Theatre Hall, Taylor, dressed in a loose-fitting red dress with her golden curls cascading down, walked down the aisle, her long legs still striding quickly. If you didn't look at her slightly plump cheeks and the small bulge of her waist, you wouldn't be able to tell she was pregnant.

Trailing behind her was the round-faced Selena. Her first album sold well, and several of her single MVs were impressive, earning her two nominations at this year's MTV.

Originally, Link was supposed to walk the red carpet with her, but she had been stood up halfway through.

Selena followed close by Taylor's side, holding onto her and continuously urging her to slow down and be careful with her belly.

Seeing Taylor coming, Link stood up, ready to greet her. However, the crowd around him was quicker to act, swarming Taylor in the blink of an eye, bombarding her with questions and warm greetings while many others just watched with interest.

From the beginning of September until now, the news of Taylor's pregnancy had maintained an extremely high level of attention.

The reason was simple; Taylor was a country music queen, last year's album sales champion in the United States music scene, and one of the most popular singers currently, making her pregnancy big news in itself.

And the person considered to be the father of her child was believed to be another music industry king, Link.

Between a king and a queen, who first fell in love and then broke up, breaking up nearly half a year before the news of a child surfaced—their story was more exciting than the plots of many Hollywood movies, and people eager to gossip had no reason to pass up on such juicy news.

The stars in the circle were also fellow gossip enthusiasts. Seeing Taylor arrive, they gathered around to get in on the gossip, preventing Link, the male lead, from even getting close to Taylor.

"Please make some space, don't crowd around here, Taylor needs some fresh air."

Selena said in her crisp voice.

The onlookers gradually dispersed, and only Link and Taylor remained in the aisle, standing tens of meters apart, looking at each other from a distance.

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The front row of the audience suddenly quieted down. Lady Gaga and others sat in their seats quietly, watching the two with interest as if they were watching a stage play.

"Hey, Taylor, how have you been?"

Link walked over and greeted.

"How can Link ask like that, don't they talk on the phone?"

Katie whispered.

"Selena said Taylor has blocked all of Link's contact information, she's become the go-between."

Miley Cyrus said, covering her mouth with her hand.

"I thought they would still be friends after the breakup."

Lady Gaga said.

"It's so hard to be friends with Link, he's so charming. If you keep being friends with him, sooner or later you'll end up in bed with him again, so it might as well not break up at all."

Katy Perry said.

"Hi!"

With a twinkle in her blue eyes, Taylor glanced at him and said to Selena by her side, "Where are our seats?"

"Link, where are our seats?"

Selena, supporting Taylor, winked at him to perform well.

"Here."

Link pointed to the seats next to them.

Taylor said thanks, straightened her dress and sat down, with Link sitting beside her.

This seating arrangement was made by the MTV organizers. Last year, when he and Taylor were dating, MTV had them sit apart; now that they had broken up, their seats were put together.

Sure enough, this arrangement would indeed add a considerable number of viewers to this evening's event.

Taylor and Selena were among the last guests to enter. Shortly after they sat down, the MTV Video Tape Awards ceremony began.

Justin Bieber was the opening performance guest of the evening. Lana Del Rey, Mars, Selena, Drake, and other singers who had done well in the first half of the year, would also take the stage to perform their hit songs.

"How have you been recently?"

Link asked softly, watching the performance on the stage.

"Gained sixteen pounds, waist's grown five inches, what do you think?"

Taylor snorted softly.

"It's my fault, I know it's too late to say sorry now, but I still hope to have a chance to make it up to you."

"Make it up? I'm 21 this year, right at the upward trajectory of my career, I never thought about getting pregnant and having a child at this time. But because of you, everything has changed. You almost destroyed me, and now you're telling me you want to make it up to me? How? With U.S. dollars? I don't need it."

Taylor clenched her snow-white fists, looking at him angrily.

Caught in front of the camera, Link couldn't give her a hug. He spread his hands and said, "I'm really sorry, mainly because I loved you too much, didn't want to break up, so I did what I did."

"Love me? You think I would believe that? If you loved me, you wouldn't mess around on the side. If you loved me, you wouldn't hurt me in such a despicable manner. If you truly loved me, you would let go decisively.

You don't love me.

What you did only had one purpose.

You didn't want to lose!

You're someone who likes to compete and win, always have been, whether in boxing or in music, you've never lost, and you don't want to. The same goes for love; you want to be the winner always.

So, when I refused to forgive you, adamant about leaving you, you felt defeated. You were angered and resorted to such low means to treat me, trying to turn a loss into a win, right, Mr. Tactical Master?"

Taylor pursed her lips, speaking coldly.

"I'm indeed competitive and don't like to lose, but when I was with you, I never thought about winning or losing. It was like when we would play around, play rock-paper-scissors for chores, or play tennis or volleyball, you always won.

Even in songwriting and composing, you were always better than me. I never cared about these things. I'm not always competitive, at least not with you, I never wanted to win against you."