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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

From that moment on, we quickly became familiar with each other.


His medical skills were exceptional, and he was extremely reliable in critical moments.


He was also very witty, always making others laugh.


Even my interviewees were willing to say a bit more when he was present.


One day, I followed him as he sprayed cholera prevention medication around the camp.


Suddenly, a cry for help came from an empty tent.


Lifting the flap, we saw a man on top of a girl, tearing at her clothes.


My face instantly grew cold as I rushed over to push him away.


Lucas quickly pulled me behind him, holding up his ID badge.


"If you don't want to be left without medical care in the future, you'd better leave now!"


The man looked at the red cross on the badge.


Cursing under his breath, he pulled up his pants and ran out.


Chapter 20