Chapter 2

After sending that message, I turned off my phone.

I didn't want to say another word to Sebastian.

Actually, when it comes to love, the one being loved has the most say.

I knew Sebastian was just as reluctant as I was to let go.

After all, we used to consider each other people we couldn't lose for the rest of our lives.

When my parents got into trouble one after another, we needed a lot of money.

Sebastian worked desperately back then, making every dollar count for two.

All the money he saved went to me.

Even his parents said, "You're lovesick, aren't you?"

Sebastian didn't deny it.

He just smiled and said, "She's worth it."

How could she not be worth it!

Thinking about this, my tears fell uncontrollably.

Looking at this home I'd decorated myself, I cried even harder.

I cried like this for a long time.

Before I knew it, I'd finished packing my things.

Although I'd decorated this home, Sebastian bought it.

Now that we were breaking up, naturally I had to leave.

But I didn't expect that everything truly belonging to me fit in just one suitcase.

I was staring at the suitcase in a daze when the door was pushed open.

Sebastian and Sophie burst in.

Seeing me and the suitcase, he said, "Still making a scene?"

"Don't tell me you're breaking up with him because you saw us hugging?" Sophie looked at me with a mocking smile. "Rachel, you're really funny. A man as great as Mr. Collins—if you break up with him, I'll make my move, you know."

"Stop it."

Sebastian looked at Sophie affectionately, then gently pulled her to sit on the sofa.

"Rest for a bit. I'll make you some sobering tea."

Sebastian seemed to have forgotten my existence as he attended to Sophie without a care.

I thought our thirty years of friendship would bind me for life.

I didn't expect this one incident to kill my heart.

Thinking this, I couldn't help but laugh at myself.

"What are you laughing at?"

Sophie had somehow appeared in front of me.

Meeting her disdainful gaze, I spread my hands.

"None of your business."

Leaving Sophie behind, I grabbed my suitcase to leave.

But the moment I turned around, a scream rang out.

The next instant, I saw Sophie sitting on the floor.

In the blink of an eye, Sebastian was at Sophie's side.

"What happened?"

Sophie's eyes immediately reddened as she pointed at me.

"Rachel, do you hate me this much? I already told you it was just a business dinner with Mr. Collins. Did you really have to hurt me like this?"

"I was just joking with you. Did you take it seriously?"

As Sophie spoke, she raised her hand.

Seeing blood flowing from it, I silently applauded her performance.

She was already the boss's daughter.

She could just crook her finger and have him by her side, couldn't she?

Using this kind of method instead—how ridiculous.

I didn't want to be disgusted, so I said nothing and quickly left.

I drove aimlessly through the streets.

My phone seemed to have a button pressed, ringing constantly.

I knew it was Sebastian, so I didn't even look.

Finally, the car stopped downstairs from my parents' old house.

When my phone rang again, I answered it, and Sebastian's accusatory voice came through.

"Rachel, you've gone too far. Come to the hospital right now and apologize to Sophie, or don't blame me for breaking up with you."

"Sebastian, just be tough for once and actually break up with me, okay? Why else would you be calling if you don't want to break up?" I shot back sarcastically.

Sebastian had no response.

After about twenty seconds, he finally spoke.

"Rachel, you shouldn't have hurt Sophie. You know very well I love you and want to be with you. Why are you so intolerant?"

I'm intolerant?

Three years ago, when Sebastian didn't propose to me for the first time, I panicked a bit.

When I found Sebastian, I saw him shopping with Sophie.