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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

It wasn't until he asked my coworkers that he found out I had already left for the Congo.


He refused to believe it, causing a scene at the TV station, and almost got arrested.


If he was in love with someone else, why did it matter where I was or what I did?


But not wanting to cause any more trouble for my colleagues, I decided to video call Lucas.


The moment he answered, I caught my breath.


On the screen, he looked completely disheveled.


The room around him was dark and hazy with smoke.


Empty bottles were strewn all over the floor.


He stared at me blankly, rubbing his eyes several times.


He suddenly scoffed, burying his face in his hands.


"Just because of what Britta said, you actually ran off to Africa out of spite?"


Chapter 35