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On the eve of the wedding, I found a spreadsheet on Lucas' computer.
It was full of information about all the girls he had dated.
My message was: [Good character, suitable for marriage. ]
As for my first love, I said: [You are a bird, destined to soar proudly in the distant sky. ]
He said he would never marry her.
Because being his wife meant cooking three meals a day, raising children, and serving his parents.
He couldn't bear to see her do this.
I didn't yell or make a riot.
Instead, I returned to the TV station and applied to become a war correspondent in Africa again.
If it weren't for Lucas' face that looked like my first love, I wouldn't be with him.
And now, I'm going back to Africa to find the person I lost.

My Boyfriend Wants To Marry Me For His First Love

"But we haven't been able to contact him for a long time. There was a problem with the supply for a while, and we wanted to ask if we could send different flowers, but he never replied."


The shop owner looked up at me, but her expression suddenly became flustered.


"...Ma'am, are you... are you alright?"


I rubbed my sore eyes and waved my hand.


She handed me a pack of tissues and brewed me a cup of floral tea.


I stayed in the shop for a long while to calm down, and finally chose a bunch of daisies, preparing to leave.


When I was about to pay, the shop owner suddenly called out to me.


She had a reminiscent look on her face.


"Ma'am, I remember now. Mr. Sterling said back then that someone might come asking about this order in the future."


Chapter 14