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My partner always brings me gifts after meeting her first love Oliver.
The more expensive the gift, the deeper their body contact .
In the past year, I received six limited edition Patek Philippe watches, eight sets of handmade suits, and fifty luxury neckties.
“Emma, I don't want any gifts anymore. Can you come and accompany me on this anniversary?”
When she nodded in agreement, I was as happy as a child.
However, she broke her promise that night.
The next day, I saw an Aston Martin key in the gift box she left behind.
The phone prompted the sound, and Oliver sent me a photo - a pregnancy test stick, which showed one month pregnant.
At that moment, I realized it was time to leave her.

Gifts Can't Buy Love, A Tale of Betrayal and Awakening

After some consideration, I nodded in agreement.


That day, the experiment encountered unexpected complications. I became engrossed in resolving them, losing track of time. When I finally arrived, I was nearly two hours behind schedule.


I anticipated her anger and expected a flood of calls, but my phone remained silent.


I found this peculiar. Previously, she would reprimand me for even a two-minute delay.


The reason soon became clear. Upon reaching the restaurant, I witnessed Emma in Oliver's embrace, appearing content.


I hesitated at the entrance, then decided to leave without entering.


Later, I calmly sent Emma a message wishing her well on her journey.


That evening, Emma appeared at my doorstep.


As I opened the door, she stood there with bloodshot eyes, her voice almost hysterical.


"Noah, I've apologized, what more can I do? Are you really going to dismiss me with just a text, without seeing me one last time?"


"Why did you even agree to meet in the first place?"


Chapter 8