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The eighth time I proposed to Sarah, she still coldly refused me.
She said she needed more time, and I was planning to keep waiting.
Unexpectedly, I saw her marriage certificate with my brother on social media.
Faced with my questioning, Sarah was very calm.
"Quint is sick and can't handle stress. Don't make a fuss over nothing!"
In the photo, my brother and she were already wearing wedding rings, and her belly was slightly swollen.
I suddenly felt at peace, liked their post, and left a comment.
[Wishing you lifelong happiness! May you grow old together!]
But a year later, Sarah came to me looking haggard and destitute, begging to get back together.
However, her best friend's belly was already heavily pregnant, smiling as she pushed her away.
"Stop it, the baby's almost here. My husband has a darling, he doesn't need someone to clean up the mess."

Proposing to Girlfriend Eight Times and Being Rejected

"Don't be fooled by her, Scarlett is the kind of flirty girl who's an expert at deceiving people!"


Just then, Quint suddenly clutched his stomach and screamed, dropping to his knees and grabbing Sarah's skirt.


"Sarah, please help me, my stomach hurts so bad."


"I must be sick. You have to save me, I don't want my child to be born without a father."


Sarah's grip on my hand faltered, her eyes filled with panic and uncertainty.


After only a second of hesitation, she let go of me.


"Dashiell, Quint's situation is critical, you understand, right? I need to take him to the hospital first, but please remember, whatever you do, don't get involved with that jerk Scarlett!"


With that, she turned back without hesitation, scooped up Quint, and drove off.


I watched it all unfold in silence, my ears ringing.


After getting home, I immediately started packing my bags to leave.


I was only halfway through packing when I was interrupted.


Chapter 8