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My boyfriend meticulously prepared gifts for six visits to my family, yet not once did he actually make it there.
The first time, his childhood sweetheart fainted at home due to low blood sugar.
In the dead of winter, he left me alone at an unfamiliar toll booth, disappearing without a trace.
The second time, his childhood sweetheart attempted suicide at home over a man, slitting her wrists.
He had already reached my doorstep, but thrust the gifts into my hands and turned away.
I've argued with him, thrown tantrums, but to no avail.
"Can't you stop being unreasonable? We can visit your parents anytime, but can human life wait?"
Today marks his sixth time at my doorstep, and the sixth time he's abandoned me after receiving a call.
My parents' reactions have evolved from initial anger and confusion to resignation and exhaustion.
"Do you still want to go through with this marriage?"
Looking at my parents, their hair half-grayed from worrying about my marriage, I threw out all the gifts my boyfriend had brought.
"Of course I'm getting married, and it'll be a grand affair. But I have someone else in mind for the groom."

Boyfriend Fired By Me

They had barely managed to calm their emotions when they noticed my composure, as if nothing had happened. Both of them urged me to go on a trip to clear my mind, fearing I might make myself sick by bottling everything up.


To ease their concerns, I reluctantly agreed.


Although I was initially pushed into traveling, it didn't take long for me to fall in love with the feeling of being on the road, with scenery in my heart. I even met a group of like-minded individuals.


However, just as I returned to New York City after this perfect journey, an unexpected visitor showed up at my door.


"Em, how have you been lately? I heard you've been hitting walls everywhere in your job search?"


Melody smiled as she handed me a cup of freshly brewed tea.


Chapter 7