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I had been in a relationship with Fabian for five years, but he never proposed.
When I asked him about it, he coldly said that if I insisted on marriage, we should break up.
I packed my suitcase and moved out without looking back.
In a private room at a bar, he casually held a beautiful girl and said nonchalantly, "Just wait, she'll regret it sooner or later."
But all he got was the news that I had been proposed to and was about to get married.
He ended up being the one who regretted it first.
At my wedding, he pleaded with tear-filled eyes:
"I won't allow you to be with anyone else. I haven't agreed to you getting married."
I slowly peeled his hands off me and leaned into my new husband's embrace:
"What does my marriage have to do with you?"

After My Five Years Love Breakup, I Married the CEO

A bittersweet feeling welled up in my chest.


I called Lorne immediately, "Wah wah..."


During my six-month business trip, he had also been in Chicago for half a year. Now that we were back, he was busy dealing with the backlog of work at the company.


But he always answered my calls instantly.


Especially after hearing my crying, his heart immediately clenched, his brows furrowing, "Don't cry. Did someone bully you? I'll sort them out for you."


"I just found some old photo albums. In every high school picture, you're looking at me..."


I held my breath, waiting for his answer.


He replied with a resigned tone, "Silly, you've only just realized I had a crush on you?"


Only now did I understand that during those three years of high school, everyone knew he had a crush on me.


But back then, I was solely focused on my studies.


Chapter 9