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Her boyfriend of three years said he would take her to the beach for New Year's Eve.
But on New Year's Eve night, her boyfriend was nowhere to be found.
She went outside to look for him.
Instead, she saw him on the beach, tenderly embracing his childhood sweetheart.
"This is the last New Year's Eve I'll spend with you. Tomorrow, I'm going to propose to her. You can get married without worry. I won't bother you anymore."
On the first day of Christmas, she accepted his proposal, but on the eve of their wedding, she held another man's hand and said to him:
"You can keep being a lovesick puppy without worry. I have someone to marry now. I won't bother you anymore."

She's Only Meant for Marriage

"Love me? You've just realized your dream girl isn't what you imagined, and I've become your last resort. Should I give you another chance? Another opportunity to hurt me? Do I look that stupid to you?"


Xavion took a step forward, trying to grab my arm, and said urgently, "That's not it, Delia. I love you. You don't have any family left. Let me take care of you, okay?"


Hearing this, a sudden surge of anger welled up inside me. I slapped him hard across the face.


"Your professions of love are just a way to manipulate me with my own scars, aren't they?"


My eyes began to burn, and just as the tears were about to spill over, I was pulled into a warm embrace.


It was Garrison. My tears soaked into the scarf on his chest. Garrison's voice came muffled from above my head, "Mr. Stratton, Delia has made it clear she doesn't want any further contact with you. I suggest you show some self-respect. This is a warning."


Chapter 10