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I ended my relationship with my former partner during his financial struggles. Upon my return, I found he had a new companion. During the toughest period of my boyfriend's life, I chose to terminate our relationship. Subsequently, he achieved great success and made significant efforts to marry me. People claimed I was his perfect match, his most cherished spouse. However, he eventually began bringing various women home nightly, shattering my heart and turning me into a subject of ridicule among our acquaintances. Still, I never shed tears or created a commotion. I remained silently in the study, never meddling in

A Countdown of Heartbreak

In an instant, Phoebe positioned herself defensively before him, her finger aimed at his nose as she berated, "Where were you when she needed to talk? Now that she's gone, you show up asking questions. Have you lost your mind?"


Then Wesley snapped out of his slumber. It wasn't Phoebe he feared, but rather the possibility of her declaring her love for him had long since faded. His cardiac health began to decline, prompting the physician to caution against excessive mourning.


He claimed he wasn't grieving and felt composed. He even took up gardening. His balcony housed succulents Phoebe once cared for. Upon discovering them lifeless, he recalled their reputed hardiness and attempted to revive them. In the evenings, he'd sit beside the plants, conversing with them.


He once witnessed Phoebe doing likewise on a bright afternoon, crouched with her arms around her knees. As she turned, she caught sight of him returning with another woman. Wesley struck himself forcefully.


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