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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

That day, I cried shamelessly at my mom's grave.


I never expected him to show up by my side like this.


Even less did I expect that, even now, I'd have to rely on him for comfort.


What kind of mental preparation must he have gone through to leave that message with the shop owner?


Only I understood what "if she comes alone" really meant.


"Ivor, the flight's booked for next week."


"Who do you want to list as the beneficiary for your life insurance this time? Your husband?"


"Please put down Doctors Without Borders."


Because he was a doctor without borders...


Seeing me, he said nothing, just handed over a box.


Inside lay a camera, the same model as my mom's.


"The original one, it just couldn't be fixed."


Chapter 15