Chapter 1

I had been dating Sebastian for ten years.

He proposed seven times.

The first time, my dad was in the ICU.

I refused.

The second time, my mom was entangled in a lawsuit.

I refused again.

Later, after both my parents passed away one after another, I was depressed for a long time and had no desire to get married.

After the seventh time, he never brought it up again.

So this year, I decided I would be the one to propose, but he didn't show up.

He said, "Work is busy. Let's talk about it tomorrow when we meet."

I walked down the street alone, feeling dejected, when I saw him with his arm around a girl.

The next second, the two of them kissed passionately.

Their friends remarked, "Sebastian, you two are so in love. You've been together for ten years now, right?"

Hearing this, Sebastian smiled and nodded.

But I felt like I'd been frozen in place.

They'd been together for ten years?

Then what had these ten years between Sebastian and me been?

I didn't cry or make a scene.

I just silently sent Sebastian a message: [So ten years ago when you first proposed to me, you were already with her?]

From the first time I rejected Sebastian's proposal, I'd always felt guilty.

But I never imagined he'd betrayed me long ago.

Sebastian happened to look down at his phone just then.

We weren't far apart.

I could see him frown.

After that, Sebastian looked up.

He spotted me.

But he showed no panic.

He just glared at me with displeasure and mouthed, "Stop being ridiculous."

I couldn't help but laugh.

My boyfriend was kissing another woman in his arms, and he thought I was being ridiculous?

I looked down, sent a message, then turned and left.

Actually, I'd known three years ago that he didn't love me anymore.

On my birthday last month, I'd hinted to Sebastian that I wanted to get married.

He just gave a perfunctory "mm-hmm," no proposal, no follow-up.

In that moment, my heart ached.

That was the first time I'd thought about breaking up.

But I couldn't bear to.

I really couldn't bear to.

Just then, I received Sebastian's reply: [Sophie lost a game. Do you really have to make such a big deal out of it?]

Sophie?

How intimate he sounded calling her that.

I still remembered the first time he met her, he told me, "You don't know how annoying my boss's daughter is at the company. She doesn't know anything but keeps pestering me with questions all day."

It had only been a few years, and now she was "Sophie."

Perhaps because I didn't reply, Sebastian sent a few more messages.

[Are you upset I didn't celebrate with you? I told you work was busy.]

[Can't you tell this is a company dinner?]

From Sebastian's tone, it sounded like I was the one being unreasonable.

So I replied: [Yeah, I can tell. So someone like me who's unreasonable doesn't deserve you. Let's break up.]