Chapter 2

I instinctively stopped in my tracks.

Even my breathing unconsciously became quieter.

Ethan had his back to the door.

I could only vaguely see his profile.

He lit a cigarette and was silent for a few seconds.

Then he slowly spoke: "One."

"How deeply did you love her?"

Ethan gave a soft laugh: "Back then I almost cut ties with my parents for her."

"I was even prepared to live a life of poverty with her."

"I lived with her in a tiny rented apartment for three months, eating instant noodles until I wanted to vomit."

"I sold my watch to buy her a birthday gift. She got angry and scolded me, then cried and threw herself at me to kiss me."

His voice got lower and lower: "I watched her lose our child at a small clinic."

"At that time, I really, really wanted to marry her."

"Damn, who was she? To make you love her that much?"

But Ethan just shook his head: "She's married now. It wouldn't be good for her if I said her name."

After saying that, he picked up his glass and drained it in one gulp.

Then he poured himself another full glass.

"I saw her once last year. She wasn't doing well."

"I gave her some money. We stayed in a hotel for three days."

"When we parted, she cried."

Ethan drank another glass of wine and said quietly: "At that time, I almost wanted to break off my engagement with Olivia."